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Oct 2018
(This is me)

               I breath the air into my lungs
               As a million times before
               So many years of drug filled nights
               I woke up on the floor

               My prisons deep inside myself
               My spirits locked within
               I don't know where I'm headed now
               Don't even know where I've been

               The hands I've held on lonely nights
               And all the  hearts I've broke
               The pride I've  lost on dead end streets
               And all the things I would smoke

               I live through the music and rock n roll
               My life is just a  song
               Although i never had control
               Some how I stayed strong

               My belief is a reflection on who I am
               I was born in the devils den
               I would always try to stay on track
               But I would ***** it up again and again

              Never happy with who I am
              always felt so empty
              You think it would be easy to change
              I'm sorry but this is me
Written by
Elton Stallman the Lost poet  48/M
(48/M)   
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     --- and Bobby Copeland
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