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I'm looking to God, trying to find the right way
Hoping and prayng, he'll show me someday.
I'm cured from the drugs, I'm cured from the beer
It might sound really good. but the cost me some years
I've done some bad things, for a woman of my age
If I wrote a book about it, I'd gat a penny per page
There's nothing much to do, but watch the days go by
Oh how I wist this hard time would fly.
Before you, a new woman, not to do any wrong
My memories have started to fade, but my love remains strong
The say jail is easy, just try and keep snoozing
Those people are crazy, look at everything I'm losing
If I wold have known this, I would have done no wrong.
I just want to go home, to the place I belong
"Once the have taken it all.. Wht do you have left to lose?"
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