The thin white line, by Blackened_Sky Subscribe to rss feed for Blackened_Sky

when you see things that hurt you and make you not think
stright you need your family but sometimes family is bad for
you like when they all wanna forget, They make you go places
you didnt wanna go again, bad places, and you do things to
keep them happy bad move when half your family are coke
heads   


I’m not going back
I’ll just miss out my turn
Its been 6 months 
Since my nose 
Last burned 

No I’m not doing it
But I suppose 
What’s the harm
When you tread the thin white line
Life is like a funny farm

Last time I did it 
My nose bled for days 
Should I go back 
To my old ways?

But I did  
And fuck it was good
“I’ll have more
Nah forget the food”

My heart raced 
My blood boiled 
It was great 
We kick back and took part 
In one of life’s spoils

But it didn’t 
Last
It never does 
Fuck I need help 
What have I done?

I’m not gonna fall 
Into that hole
I can’t go back
For the sake of my soul

You gave it up 
You had won
Shit Jonny
You snorted ton 

But I did it once 
I can do it again

It would be easier 
easier to let go
if wasnt my aunts kitchen
we covered in poisonous snow 


Posted: 2006-01-09 19:28:35 UTC

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2006-01-12 15:03:10Debz ~~ lost amoungst the pages of a story yet to be told ~~
This is the one we where talking about and you know what i said and feel, so i can hear the torment coming through when i read this poem. you know what you have to do and only you alone can decide but all i ask is that you chose the decision that is best for you xxxxxxxxx