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Drugs I keep sniffing, I keep snorting, I keep rebelling against the good. I feel the drip, I feel the tears, I feel the way I think I should. I keep on hearing, I keep on seeing, I keep on being in this world. I feel forgotten, I feel ashamed, I feel I've forsaken my only Lord. I keep hoping, I keep denying, I keep taking all these drugs. I feel the friendship, I feel the warmth, I feel the love, I feel the hugs. -------------------------------------------- Pills Your body's floating on air, with these pills, you don't care. Take 5 and I bet, in 10 minutes you're set, it only lasts a few hours, you'll take what you can get. Frustrated at home with a mom that you hate, Your teachers are pissed because everyday you're late. The guys in your school are begging to mate! Everybody else seems to be deciding your fate. Life is getting too hard, too hard to take. If you're not on the drugs, then why be awake?! The drugs make you fake they make you shake for God's sake! But if not for the drugs, something in your mind would snap! It would break! -------------------------------------------- High Judgement Don�t fucking judge me By what I do or what I say. Why won�t you just let me be? If you want me to change then go fucking pray. I�m high as a plane My body feels great You drive me insane You make me afraid. I just need some love, I found it, it�s there, But it�s so far away, no one here cares. I cry every night, to let the pain out. But when I stop crying, I�m still filled with doubt. Just fucking cut my throat. My soul�s already broke. So end my life now if you think I�m immoral, Just rid me of suffering, rid me of sorrow. All poetry � of Jenna Wisniewski |
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