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Apr 2013
I knew a kid
who would skip school
and get drunk
every other day
he's in rehab now
and I haven't talked to him
in two years now

I knew a kid
who would go to the river
every weekend
to do *******
and whippits
he's in rehab now
I haven't talked to him
in a year now

I knew a girl
who was an alcoholic pill head
every weekend
she would parade around parties
trying to find a man
who could make her forget
she was nothing but trouble
I don't want to see her again

My best friend
spends too much time
with his nose pressed up
against upturned mirrors
and I worry about him
I wonder when I will speak to him
for the last time

My own brother
every morning
can be heard inhaling
keyboard duster
with the added bitterant
to disuade abuse
and I worry that I might become him

Everyday I stay inside
too many problems
wake up in the real world
so I either get
really **** high
or good and drunk
to keep everybody outside
I haven't talked to myself
in quite some time now

We all have our problems
all of our heads are ****** up
in one way or another
but we'll be alright
everything is going to be
alright
Harry J Baxter
Written by
Harry J Baxter  Richmond
(Richmond)   
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