Deathamphetamines

 
~Deathamphetamines~

(By: Brandon Lee Pectral)

Dear Lord it's me again, the one who is always strung out on meth...

I'm finally reaching out to you Lord, cause I feel my life is fading 2 death...

Family's done with me, stole one too many times...

Stealing turned into going to jail, did one too many crimes...

I only got you now, are you even in my life...?

or did you walk out on me? Like that man who got caught cheating on his wife...

I need you Lord, poisoned myself with dope once too many...

I never had faith, was there really any reason to have any...?

It took me all this time to realize the difference between good and bad...

Or is it because I ran out of that drug, the so called friend I once had...?

That friend took my pride, soul, and my family and it even costed me money...

I know I fed myself to the devil, look at him laughing while he rubs his tummy...

Listen Lord, Shh... I'm finally praying...

Or is this just a last resort call, while my body's on that surgery bed just laying...?

I'm seeing my past, there was an image of my mother...

Hold on Lord... here comes another...

It consists of my older sis holding me while I pant & cry

As she lies me on the ground, changing a wet diaper in need of dry...

Why Lord?... why me for this session...?

Am I just and example? Teaching kids to learn they're lesson...?

I'm seeing dark now and there's nothing to tell...

Wait...I think I see the devil telling me welcome 2 hell.