important things cast aside everything forever, hidden in your mind i look out to try abandoned for so long you`re on a high not where you belong the white flag is black painted by you i`m not looking back there`s nothing i can do my veins scream out lie the anger i keep inside dreams are shards of glass only use is weapon offensive to the end your will might happen and truths which tend to bend always shall surpass
I can't help but to assume you have some sort of friend who's doing drugs and won't stop and now you are feeling that burden? Sorry if I'm wrong? Nice poem though
