Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
May 2013
Smoke a lot of **** eat a lot of dope
Always a need but not a lot of hope
Mountains to climb oceans to swim
Not a lot of time my futures looking dim
Moving as fast as I can when will enough be enough
Moving more than your best man but its getting kinda rough
When did I last do a line when did I last see a bed
I'll be just fine after I lay and rest my head
Running to fast when I really need to sleep
Know I can't last this is getting really deep
Lost as I am can I be saved
Do I even give a **** that its made me its slave
I'm turning to stone not the way I should be
Can't do it on my own can't nobody save me
H M Jeffrey
Written by
H M Jeffrey  Missouri
(Missouri)   
565
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems