I eat like shit
And I blacken my lungs with smoke
But I can't throw a fit
Because it's me who took that first toke
I drink until the room is dizzy
And until my dress gets loose
And my hair gets frizzy
Party every night
Because that's the good life, right?
Take a shot
Drink a forty
Smoke some pot
Then fuck a guy named Morty
Black out
Wake up full of unsurety
My life is a cycle of abuse and neglect
But what I've failed to realize
Is something I'd never expect
Ive done this to myself
I've put my health on a shelf
I have only me to blame
Every breath I've taken
I've treated like a game
A game I am surely going to loose
If I don't quit smoking pot and drinking booze
- Author: catdeu ( Offline)
- Published: January 8th, 2017 22:55
- Category: Unclassified
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Nice work
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