(this really isn't really a slang poem, I had to put it underthis because it wouldn't let me put it under dark poems. enjoy the poem and plz comment)
As I close my eyes,
I hear little cries,
riniging in my head,
flashes of light surrounding my bed,
evil grins surrounding me,
pointing lauging they look so happy,
the room is disappearing,
my childhood reappearing,
the shot of a gun heard near by,
my brothers body drops,
very close by,
puddles of blood all around,
his arms and legs spread on the ground,
screaming crieing over here,
shooting laughing over there,
s this memory fades away,
into another one maybeI will stay,
14 years old and on the streets,
begging for money,
begging to be complete,
how could this have happened?
was it on purpose to ruin my life?
passed out on the streets one night,
next thing I see is a white light,
needles are everywhere,
now I\'m gettin really scared,
one thing thats on my mind,
\"I need to get out of here,
to find the guy that I used to fear,\"
When its dark i risk all and run,
Running away,
alarms are on,
a heave of relief,
nothing else wrong,
I hear a voice and look around,
my freedom fades and now I\'m in doubt,
I wake just to see,
a needle in my arm,
Back to the world,
that I hate,
In the world I have lost all fate.
