This is poem I wrote about junkies and heroin addiction. Veins ache so bad Like they always have My time is bleak Don't think I can take Another week Putting things into your body Destroying your life The light is near and you will see it soon May love be with my friend For when you wake up It'll be the end again You shoot your junk like popping skittles Once you felt so little Now thats over your a big man But you better stop all your heroin. It is my second poem.
