drugs
I may have no might
May not have good sight
But i have fight
My fight not be right
I may not be very bright
But i have skills
No matter what kind of killing pills
Because of this hatred inside that fills
Needing more and more some considered meals
Pills don’t just heal it kills
Considered drugs
Leaving a blood soaked rug
Doing anything for pills
Stabbing yourself with broken mugs
But drugs are for lifeless bugs
Because you’ll die
Because your wings are gone no way to fly
The amount of drug abuse and drug misuse
It's more infinite than pi
Because drugs end in friends and family
Ending with a noose tie
Don’t just say you’ll try
Because its a huge lie
Love is something drugs can’t buy
So go do
I’ve struggled with an addiction too
But not drugs or anything illegal like you
I used to hurt
Used to cut my fingers
My bell ringers
My poem writers
My broken lighters
But i stopped
I let the sky’s rain mop
Now go get help and join us at the top
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