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Sherri
she was the other one
the one you used for fun
she had all the frills
she gave you pills
she too was lost in a sea of opiates
and whatever other drugs seemed appropriate
she would text you day and night
you and i would always fight
i would fight for you to be sober
she would fight for you to come over
luring you with those pills
while i worked hard to pay all the bills
she told you love came in a bottle
so you went after that love full throttle
you were never the same
thoughts of Vicodin and oxy's filled your brain
having to hide anything worth a buck
while you two got high and fucked
day in and day out
getting high was all your life was about
i tried to help you and make you see
but you would scream at me to leave you be
you would run right to her
for that magic white cure
Sherri would call me from your phone while you slept
I'm sure you have no idea how much i wept
then one night out of the blue
all my nightmares came true
I got a call saying you were dead
I'll never get that out of my head
then they needed me to identify you
to the morgue i flew
they gave me a manilla envelope with some of your stuff
and oddly enough
i called Sherri from your phone
to tell her you were never coming home
to me or to her
and most of what happened after that is a blur
Sherri didn't show her face at your funeral or at your wake
I guess it was all to hard for that bitch to take
I had to tell them how you wore your hair
i had to pick out clothes for you to wear
she just got high
while i laid next to a cassette saying my last good-byes
its been a year since I've seen you or her
I'm still asking myself how did this occur
I went out to eat a few days ago
and what do you know
Sherri's niece waited on me
she said she had something for me to see
it was a news paper clipping and it read;
Sherri S. was dead
Sherri Had died from a stroke
she was on probation and started to toke
k2 of all things brought her down
all i could do was frown
I spent so much time wishing bad on that girl
i cried and my head swirled
i felt so bad
i feel so sad
It's true what they say, be careful what you wish for
and I don't wish for anything anymore
the one you used for fun
she had all the frills
she gave you pills
she too was lost in a sea of opiates
and whatever other drugs seemed appropriate
she would text you day and night
you and i would always fight
i would fight for you to be sober
she would fight for you to come over
luring you with those pills
while i worked hard to pay all the bills
she told you love came in a bottle
so you went after that love full throttle
you were never the same
thoughts of Vicodin and oxy's filled your brain
having to hide anything worth a buck
while you two got high and fucked
day in and day out
getting high was all your life was about
i tried to help you and make you see
but you would scream at me to leave you be
you would run right to her
for that magic white cure
Sherri would call me from your phone while you slept
I'm sure you have no idea how much i wept
then one night out of the blue
all my nightmares came true
I got a call saying you were dead
I'll never get that out of my head
then they needed me to identify you
to the morgue i flew
they gave me a manilla envelope with some of your stuff
and oddly enough
i called Sherri from your phone
to tell her you were never coming home
to me or to her
and most of what happened after that is a blur
Sherri didn't show her face at your funeral or at your wake
I guess it was all to hard for that bitch to take
I had to tell them how you wore your hair
i had to pick out clothes for you to wear
she just got high
while i laid next to a cassette saying my last good-byes
its been a year since I've seen you or her
I'm still asking myself how did this occur
I went out to eat a few days ago
and what do you know
Sherri's niece waited on me
she said she had something for me to see
it was a news paper clipping and it read;
Sherri S. was dead
Sherri Had died from a stroke
she was on probation and started to toke
k2 of all things brought her down
all i could do was frown
I spent so much time wishing bad on that girl
i cried and my head swirled
i felt so bad
i feel so sad
It's true what they say, be careful what you wish for
and I don't wish for anything anymore
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