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MyThoughts · (#3 (**permalink**))

Caught up in this life, addicted to drugs
Afflicted thereof, a guy who had a conflict with love
Parents died when he was younger, brought up an orphan
The memory etched in his brain, he was only four then
Only 4 when his dad took his mum’s life then ended his own
A young kid all alone, on the system he depended till grown
Moved from home to home, most times he could not close his eyes
Ran away from the pain by injecting drugs in his brain
To offset his lows, his cries
He mourned, his soul torn, trying to find reason
His existence haunted by the sound of his mother screaming
Longed for the day of pain easing leaving troubles behind
It had been 24 years since; it would not rub out his mind
Couldn’t form any lasting relationships, he was going insane
Started on smaller drugs before going up to heroin and cocaine
For a time homeless, finding ways to feed his habit
If he saw a helpless woman’s purse he felt the need to grab it
Eyes constantly red, needle tracks covered by tattoos
As his addiction to smack grew, it was only wall he had his back to
No one to turn to, nowhere to go, questioning his place on earth
Asking god why as he OD’d wishing he was erased at birth
And there you go, another deceased
So many, living in the belly of the beast.