Friday, February 27, 2009

I am Alive

It was the sixth grade when it all happened
If I could take it back I wouldn’t
My first hit of buds it blow my mind away
My teacher told my that it would happen that way
But I was a Punk a little black kid
No one wanted me but the dope heads did
I can see my 8th grade year, it was acid, shrooms and x you see
The acids made me talk to little green men
The shrooms made be see big pink men they wanted to eat me then
Oh yeah and then there was the x it made my body go numb
It came on to the High School Years and I do mean high
In the deans office everyday, drinking all night long
On coke and heroinNeedles in my arms and snow in my nose
I was going to die
I remember the day my friend died, it was in my arms
He did the same heroin I did
He used a needle and I used my nose
I never did see him again
I remember the day I came to , I wish my friends did too
I was drunk and my friend he helped me
He told me the truth
He showed me that he cared
He was not a dope head but he cared
He told me about the savior that day
I cried it made me feel good
You see the drugs they were meant to hind what was in my head
I gave it up, no more junk
No more needles in my arms, no more snow in my nose , no more pink men and no more drugs for me
My Lord and Savior that’s my anti-drug
Relapse it scares me
But My Lord and Savior takes’ it away
I am Alive

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