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I fear something big Is about to come to an end I have begged for answers but not one you could lend I am soo scared and rightly confused From all your mind tricks and abuse I’ve had many theories From angels, to alians to mechanical tricks But I think I failed the test and it makes me sick I have an affliction We call it addiction No matter my hate I still love the take I believe i am good, a riotous man But when the drugs take a hold i go from good to bad They bring out desires That I never new I had I need to regain my strength And find healthy hobbies Or I fear when I die I will end up waiting in hells lobby I hope these 7 years were not a waste I know I can do it I have what it takes
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Jun 20, 2019
Jun 20, 2019 at 6:26 AM UTC
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I fear something big Is about to come to an end I have begged for answers but not one you could lend I am soo scared and rightly confused From all your mind tricks and abuse I’ve had many theories From angels, to alians to mechanical tricks But I think I failed the test and it makes me sick I have an affliction We call it addiction No matter my hate I still love the take I believe i am good, a riotous man But when the drugs take a hold i go from good to bad They bring out desires That I never new I had I need to regain my strength And find healthy hobbies Or I fear when I die I will end up waiting in hells lobby I hope these 7 years were not a waste I know I can do it I have what it takes
alex-gregg
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Jun 20, 2019
Jun 20, 2019 at 6:26 AM UTC
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