I love this woman more than anything in the world But I hear people laughing at me because I have a heroine addict as my girl It doesn't hurt me because I don't care At night I still rug my fingers through her hair I have to watch her and can't leave her alone Because if I did everything in our house would be gone I can't give her a key Watching her die slowly is killing me But I can't leave her side I will go to my grave knowing I tried My love for her will never go away Every night I pray that the lord will take the drugs away But he only help those who wanna help them selfs If she overdose I swear I'll kill myself We still make love And when she leaves the house we still kiss and hug Although I know she leaving to go get a hit And I know shes having sex with other men to get the drugs really quick When I think of other men inside her my stomach gets sick I always watch her put the lighter under the spoon Then I go cry in our bedroom When I come out shes gone to the moon She loves that needle more than me She can barley read or count to three No longer does she knows how to dress Everyday she looks a mess Coming in and out the house late at night Smelling really bad but I still hold her tight I keep telling myself everything will be alright But maybe I need to face the fact That my baby is a junkie and shes never coming back. Thoughts?
Your italics are annoying enough, but now posting crap like this? Someone needs rookie status again...
ignore these dudes tmac. takes a real man to stick it out with an addict. good luck bro and thanks for sharing.
So I take it thats a good thing. I really want to put a book out with nothing but poetry. And title it Book of Poetry, but I don't know how many poems I should put in it.
Don't publish it in all italics. That's the first thing you should focus on. The rest is just details.
Oh, it's poetry? I just posted that because some people find the italics a little annoying. I don't know if you've noticed.
Much respect for doing what you like and not being afraid to share. I'm not a poet or anything, but just reading that I didn't really get a good sense of any sort of rhythm. At least you got the rhyming part down. "Feel the rhythm, feel the rhyme. Get on up, it's bobsled time!"
