Ok, enough is enough stop the chatter and constant splatter of words emptied from your head,
I need a little peace some quiet relief shut your mouth before my ears bleed with every word in the dictionary Im sure you just said,
I had a long day and just want to go to bed, cant you just stop for a minute and let me breathe, "yada yada this, yada yada that", my head aches baby and your voice is making me crack,
Where is tranquility where is myspace, Need to climb in hole in the fetal positon and flee from this place,
The world keeps attacking me from the left and from the right while the noise keeps pounding like an earth quake in my skull Im nautious and my complexion is turning a ghostly white, Somebody turn off that damn bright light,
Cold shivers running through my blood down into every single vein, my skin feels clammy and my stomache is turning, I wish I were dead I cant stand this constant hurtful pain,
Im needing relief I got to quit this shit fast, High one moment but the fly never seems to last,
Gotta quit this shit words thought with my head pointing down into the bowl, My daughter watching as her pop is losing control,
The smell is strong and Im gonna get sick, I yell at Becky, You better get out of here quick,
I hear her crying as I empty my stomache in front of my eyes, Baby daddy didnt mean it, "Baby please dont cry",
This time its gonna be different Im gonna clean up my act and throw out the smack that got my body jacked,
Im gonna make my baby proud of me so she can feel like she's loved and she wont have to pleed, Ive heard her every word but now its time to listen, a damn year went by and I cant remeber what I was Missing......
I remember that moment 12 years ago, I remember that moment my life was out of control,I changed my life and helped my baby blossom and grow,
Now she's smarter then me in college working on a degree while Ive avoided being the latest casuality,
Its so hard to change the patterns we fit in, but to change and see the change,
Has allowed me to see my daughter smile once again...
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Moral of the poem...
Its never to late to change and when you change everyone around you will also be allowed to change and finally blossom into their full potential...
Originally Posted On Site: 2007-01-01 21:30:43
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