The heartbreaking part Was the person that drug Made you to be Still so fun to be around But such dishonesty You became a thief And a liar, too I couldn’t stay long Near the drugs and you I have anger For things you did under the influence Or more usually trying to get under the Influence I got out pretty easily I left that time I took you somewhere And you stole from my friends Of course, you say it wasn’t you But you know I saw you were in that room The heart breaking part Was the loss of that absolute wonderful guy On account of you skeezing to chase that high
Of all my poems, this is the one that hits me the hardest with pain to reread….so far.