Wasted Things

Cocaine

Marijuana

Ciagarettes

Motives of

the words

I'm going to speak

A motive for 

Murder

Yea, its that serious

But why?

That's the only question 

On my mind

Why waste your

beautiful smile

To gum disease

The ease of putting it down

Is not complex

Yet, it is just an 'x'

In the equation 

You still can't seem to solve

Drugs + 'X' = You Determine The Outcome

Why...

Waste your talent

On Stage

To now all 

the dead veins 

in your brain

You can't say speak

Not for one simple sentence

Because your

Brain isn't as connected 

To your mouth

But you can't 

Preach words  

Your concerns

So let me do

it for you

Why...

Waste your inspiring hands,

that you used to write poetry, 

but also you used to pick up that ciagarette

But you see,

you lost that do to the

broken down nerves in the two fingers you used

Why...

Waste all of that

For one puff, one pass

Why...

Waste all of that to

Paste your life on

the platform, of your new life, death