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Drugs & Suicide
so what's the story of today's youth?
is it destruction with no exceptions?
bleed out those words powerful one
tell me how you felt
write it down in a song
I promise to listen when you're gone
i'll live out the rest of my life
wondering why the good ones die young
they'll leave flowers on your grave
some will still talk their shit
ain't worth explaining to small minds
can't turn on the TV without seeing bad news
never been religious
but to me this looks like the end of the world
just here waiting for my time
i've lived long enough to see evil rise
kids learn death in pre-school
everyone's looking to leave early
drugs and suicide is the norm it seems
don't matter if you're a pop star
or just a bumb on the street
money can't buy you another second
I know nothing is guaranteed
because I know it can be me next
one moment laughing with friends
the next lights out
me down convulsing on the ground
I promised my girl
we'll make it till at least 80
hard to say
when I already feel like giving up
still, life's a gift
or maybe more lik a lease
one I don't plan to break, yet
is it destruction with no exceptions?
bleed out those words powerful one
tell me how you felt
write it down in a song
I promise to listen when you're gone
i'll live out the rest of my life
wondering why the good ones die young
they'll leave flowers on your grave
some will still talk their shit
ain't worth explaining to small minds
can't turn on the TV without seeing bad news
never been religious
but to me this looks like the end of the world
just here waiting for my time
i've lived long enough to see evil rise
kids learn death in pre-school
everyone's looking to leave early
drugs and suicide is the norm it seems
don't matter if you're a pop star
or just a bumb on the street
money can't buy you another second
I know nothing is guaranteed
because I know it can be me next
one moment laughing with friends
the next lights out
me down convulsing on the ground
I promised my girl
we'll make it till at least 80
hard to say
when I already feel like giving up
still, life's a gift
or maybe more lik a lease
one I don't plan to break, yet
Published 3rd Jun 2022
Author's Note
A edit of a poem I wrote after the rapper Juice WRLD died at 21. Kind of made me think of why alot of youth have been dying so young.
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3rd Jun 2022 9:02am
I really liked his music...
I watched a cool documentary about him...
I have also pondered these things,
regarding a seeming... Mass departure of the youth, from this world.
And the accompanying vibe...
Certainly a sign of the times...
I believe these artists were tuned into the spirit of the age...
I watched a cool documentary about him...
I have also pondered these things,
regarding a seeming... Mass departure of the youth, from this world.
And the accompanying vibe...
Certainly a sign of the times...
I believe these artists were tuned into the spirit of the age...
3rd Jun 2022 10:04am
I was a fan of his so it was a shock to see he died. I also was a fan of lil peep. Such a shame to see influencers like them die in that way.
Thanks for the read.
Thanks for the read.
