The stray
u r my friend- n this month is always the hardesti want to relapse so bad- anything to escape this torment
your picture haunts me- as listless as it makes me
i should have been there- if not to save u- then 2 save me
" envy- its sad 2 say - but that is what i feel for u
I have a beautiful life
all the cards are falling right
but somethings lacking- and it has everything 2 do w/ me"
why am i always the first to blame?
i have it all- except the ability to allow it to run away
this sorry dilinquient- padded by all that strays
a beautiful friend- who never stops haunting me
and everything to make me smile
that id never gamble on anything estranged
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