Acoma

by Joe Dirt   Mar 3, 2007


Another day dawning.
Is another day lost for me...
Been battling this forever!
Trying to let it go...
But it never seems to fade...
I lie here in a lonely world that I now call home!
And after everything I went through...
Nothing.... has....changed.....today.......

I let everything slip out of my life!
I was confused!......
Lost everything that I could of been.....
Because I got an addiction!
For the needle and the spoon...
Its like an infection!
Taking in more than I can consume!!!....
So now I live my life in pain everyday!
Everyday life feels like salt on the wound!!!

Can't change who I am....
The scars are always with me!....
Always reminding me of everything that happened in the past.
I have these urges for the addictions that my life tragically fell into!
Its like a hardened cast...
Can't break through for the escape...
The pain is unbearable to take!

The lost link of my life is nowhere to be found!
The tip of the needle is stabbed into my arm!
With the poison running through my veins...
No cure for my addiction to the drugs I take in!
Nobody can stop me its to late!....
Because I'm already breaking down.
Theres no pain that I'm not already receiving!
The aroma of the alcohol still at the tip of my breath!
I'm knocked in ACOMA!!!
Unable to bring me back!
I'm knocked in ACOMA!!!
Don't try and care!
I'm knocked in ACOMA!!!
Because no one was there!!!

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  • 17 years ago

    by jose

    Keep it up you did right creativity expressed e.g life feels like salt on the wound!!!The tip of the needle is stabbed into my arm!all the best

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