So many of the happiest times I can't recall.
late nights using dollar bills as a straw.
Running in coke whores raw.
Endless amounts of powder and alcohol.
Thought it was the time of my life so that was my downfall.

Coke turned to Crack and Crack into meth.
Same clothes on for days no shower and horrible breath. I was the epitome of the walking death.

I lost my mind and was at wits ends. No longer trusted by family and friends. Night and day just blends as my mind bends. Thinking about suicide and is this the way it really ends. But miracles do happen and I'm proof as my soul is clensed.
© M.Moss