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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  
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
 
Written by nikkimoe
Published | Edited 9th Jul 2012
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