From Black Tar, To Black Top

Simple-Man87

I'm here to tell you
The struggle is real
You lie to those you love
You cheat, you steal
For that high, you crave to feel 

It started with a taste
When all I needed were hugs
And turned to picking at scabs
Thinking they were bugs
To get by, I lean on drugs 

Then I moved on
From the smoke I'd inhale
To any needle I could find
For my arm to be impaled
Just to be found, wrapped around a guardrail 

Awoken by shock, in a hospital
Cold, and handcuffed to my bed
Having to listen about how the family I hit
Burned alive, until dead
Apologies will be left unsaid 

Now, I've done my time
I've served my sentence
But still I remain in debt
Trapped in a forever penance
Suffering through the resistance 

So if you're going that route
Please listen... and STOP!!!
And understand how I went
From black tar to black top

  • Author: Simple-Man87 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 19th, 2021 11:46
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Users favorite of this poem: Laura🌻
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  • Laura🌻

    S-M7,

    Wow…a very intense and dark write. What an imagination. It felt so real when I was reading it. I’m glad these words are not autobiographical.

    Laura🌻

    • Simple-Man87

      I appreciate your kind words. Thank you for the compliment.



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