Final Thoughts
As I stand among the whispering tree's
Stare un-seeing at the fallen leaves
Your voice echoes from so long before
Before life closed you outside it's door
Your words " it's only a bit of puff, i'll stop when i've had enough."
The leaves they rustle with the sound
Of raining tears upon the ground
You said " Mom it's just a bit of weed."
Then soon followed a bit of speed
Dont worry I can quit anytime
Back then believing every line
Too late you felt the needle push
Seduced again by a sudden rush
One day you knew it all to late
The devils quest had sealed your fate
" I love you," I shouted to un-hearing tree's
" I miss you," the words are lost on a frozen breeze
In this place seeking solace where there's none to be found
Just your memories scattered with the leaves on the ground
Ask yourself this as your life starts to drain
Was it worth losin Love for the rush and the pain