My Soul Is Now In Hell
-I've stared back on my past, I've glared across my mind,
I've felt the scars upon my soul, regretting all I find.
Why was I such a fool, my life so filled with pain,
The dope, the fight's and booze, all drove my life insane.
I ran from my Great Spirit, what a rebel to the bone,
I thought I knew it all, what a fool so damn alone.
I thought I was so happy, but yet I could not laugh,
I thought I had some wisdom, just could not understand.
My only goal in life, was merely to stay high,
But little did I know, that dope would help me die.
The bullets in my flesh, the blades that cut my skin,
The scars are here to stay, but mostly deep within.
Put poison in my veins, built stone within my heart,
That one last overdose, now tear's my world apart.
Truth or consequence's, the game I know so well,
My bodies in the morgue,
And my soul is now in hell.
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