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