Out Of Control

Out of control...

Alcohol, nicotine

Nicotine, Cocaine

Cocaine, Alcohol

And everything in between

Abstract, abstract in my mind

Every drug, every drug, of every kind.

All these drugs in my brain

Causing me to go insane

I want to end my life

With a knife

I can't take much more strife

Where's my next tweak

Where's my next fix

I become very weak

With this lethal mix

I am becoming a bum

With tar stains on my thumb

Tracks up and down my arm

One more what's the harm

Memories grow older everyday

Missing more work missing more pay

Memories growing fuzzy very fast

I am about to forget my happy past

More and more every time

What's the hurt what's the crime

Life loses all meaning

Loses all rhyme

One more I can stop anytime.

I see a funeral from above

I feel free as a dove

I feel my lost sense of love

It is a welcome friend

What's coming around the bend?

I finally realize

I finally open my eyes

As I glide through the skies

That I hurt everyone

But now it's said and done

There my daughter sits with tears in her eyes

She put up with me leaving her with out a father

But she still cries

I am sorry that I lost control of my brain

But hopefully my story will keep someone else from going insane

Keep them from feeling the pain

And keep them out of the rain

Goodbye world my time has come

And come to think about it.

It wasn't that fun.

(I wrote this in my mind at work and them came home and wrote it down. I don't know why but the way the words came together moved me in a way to write a very sad poem. I guess seeing people everyday using drugs at work and seeing them following the same path as the guy in this poem. I felt moved to think how it would be to be in their shoes.)