Why?

by panicked life   Feb 5, 2007


Sitting here alone and forgotten.
Trying to remember the sweet years of ten.
Smoking weed and drinking, Why?
How come I love this sweet high?
I'll never taste innocence again.
I'm scarred forever with forgotten amens.
Help me, My wrists bleed with sweet pain.
I'm messed up, I love these searing stains.
Everyone has problems
Mine are just greater than most.
I could never go back to my sweet grandmas,
To drink tea with toast.
Looking for a painful adrenaline every day.
I've found that rush, many times in many ways.
Why do I love this sweet high?
Smoking weed and drinking more. Why oh why?

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  • 17 years ago

    by panicked life

    I think I've found the reason to this question of why?... its because the high lets me forget this world for a while, I get to be myself with out the pain.. I dont have to bleed when Im high, I dont have to hide my feelings, I dont have to pretend to be happy because I am happy when Im high, its what keeps me attatched to myself and lets me be me without being what everyone else sees

  • 17 years ago

    by CY GINDLE

    Thats the price you pay to play the game

  • 17 years ago

    by CY GINDLE

    Your poem rocks big time
    i love ur last line. when u get a answer u let me know how i can get back my wasted years

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