The thin white line

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By Blackened_Sky •

when you see things that hurt you and make you not think stright you need your family but sometimes family is bad for you like when they all wanna forget, They make you go places you didnt wanna go again, bad places, and you do things to keep them happy bad move when half your family are coke heads I’m not going back I’ll just miss out my turn Its been 6 months Since my nose Last burned No I’m not doing it But I suppose What’s the harm When you tread the thin white line Life is like a funny farm Last time I did it My nose bled for days Should I go back To my old ways? But I did And fuck it was good “I’ll have more Nah forget the food” My heart raced My blood boiled It was great We kick back and took part In one of life’s spoils But it didn’t Last It never does Fuck I need help What have I done? I’m not gonna fall Into that hole I can’t go back For the sake of my soul You gave it up You had won Shit Jonny You snorted ton But I did it once I can do it again It would be easier easier to let go if wasnt my aunts kitchen we covered in poisonous snow

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January 12, 2006 15:03Debz ~~ lost amoungst the pages of a story yet to be told ~~

This is the one we where talking about and you know what i said and feel, so i can hear the torment coming through when i read this poem. you know what you have to do and only you alone can decide but all i ask is that you chose the decision that is best for you xxxxxxxxx