Drugs Over Me

by x325xRunawayTrainx103x   Jan 15, 2007


Another weekend,
Another endless night...
You grab a close friend,
You get away to feel alright...

You tell me you're not addicted,
But then why can't you get away?
I knew it and as predicted...
You seriously are not OK!

You've seen me go through this scene,
The nights I could barely even walk...
I was the most drugged up human being,
Sometimes I couldn't even talk!

You saw me take more than I should,
You saw me passed out on a sidewalk...
You saw me so depressed as i possibly could,
But then where do I have the right to talk?

I mean, i only put you through hell,
You practically had to babysit me...
I was too high to even tell
That my lifestyle was so deadly...

YOU walked away from me
Until i sobered myself up again...
YOU were too upset to see
Me drive myself to my end

And now I see you high
And I see you throwing life away,
YOU DON'T EVEN TRY
TO FIX LIFE IN A DIFFERENT WAY

Drugs just throw problems on a back burner
And then they come back later on,
I thought you were a quick learner
but i guess i was wrong...

What is going to make you stop?
Does your life have to first?
I know its a habit hard to drop,
But you haven't even hit the worst...

You'll forget about everything
You'll even forget who YOU are!
And you'll start to do ANYTHING
To get your drugs and shine like a star...

You'll hit rock bottom too,
And nobody will be there
It'll only be you!
You've thrown out the ones who did care...

You'll want to die every night
And constantly ask yourself why!
Why i chose drugs that night,
Why did i have that first try!

If you don't want to listen to me,
Then fine, don't listen at all!
But when you get too blind to see,
Don't even think of me to call!

Just remember i still love you
And i always will...
But look what you've turned in to,
Instead of me, you'd rather take a pill...

I miss the old you,
I hate seeing you like this,
Who will i turn to...
It's you who i miss...

So just tell me you'd rather drugs than me,
Tell me you'd rather be high!
I go to bed scared every night too you see,
Because I'm so nervous you'll hit the edge and die...

*To my close friend who is deep into the drug scene. I feel like it's my fault since he saw me do all of what he's doing now. It kills me every day.*

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  • 17 years ago

    by ASPHYXIATED

    Wow.
    Such a sad story but it really told a story.
    Im sorry it was such a bad experience that made you write this poem but its an excellent poem none the less.
    Well done & I Hope he comes to his senses.
    Ive been there.
    Its hard.

    Good work =)