Junkie

by KemistryKia   Feb 23, 2007


A needle in the arm
now your dead
think about your old life
not your new one instead

you were an idol
an icon at most
you used to drink champaign
you used to make the toast

now rich people laugh
the poor wonder why
somebody with all of it
let it go to get high

many people greet you the same
a kick, a spit, or the look of shame
not me because i knew
i knew the old girl, not you

so in the alley die
cry about your life
remember that because of you
i died with a knife

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  • 16 years ago

    by KJ

    WOW. That was a deep write
    I really loved the flow of this poem. Absolutely amazing. Also the emotion was wonderful.
    Overall perfectly and beautifully written
    5/5

  • 16 years ago

    by CWG

    Another great poem filled with emotion. 5/5

  • 16 years ago

    by Kelsie

    I like this one a lot. 5/5.

  • 16 years ago

    by CY GINDLE

    Wowwwwwwwwww your poems are like
    short stories, The kind that you can't
    walk away from. The kind that are over
    so fast. The kind that leave hanging wanting more. thats talent. You have the gift. 5/5
    no doubt cy

  • 17 years ago

    by Jorge Luis

    Another great one Kia....And you're only 14?...Man I'm afraid how it's gonna be as you get even better....Ouch....Too bad I can only give it a 5, because it's a sure 10 without a doubt...To you I wish the best, and never, ever let the pen rest....Take care, and God bless....:)

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