My fourth poem (High)

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High

by Dillon Collins

I'm hot and sweaty and i got the shakes,

i'm dying to see how much longer it takes,

how much longer it takes till i get high again,

how much longer it takes till i allmost die again.

They put me in the center for all of my bad habits,

but all that that did was make me almost rabid,

i 'm dying inside a little more each day,

wondering if I should end it all and kill the pain.

But there's this church person here,

who sais i should get to know God and get religion.

I think I might look into that before i make my final decision.

Because i really don't want to die except to ease the pain,

so if i can do that without dying, well hey, it might just stop the rain.

It's been a couple of years now since i talked to that lady,

it's been a couple of years since the Lord up an' saved me,

I owe it all to that lady in the center,

even though I am still at heart a sinner.

So thats my story the ups and the downs,

now my life is going great so is the direction i'm bound.

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