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Poetic Freedom : written by Josh Joseph April 2002
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From: MSN NicknameLovingmom2433  (Original Message)Sent: 12/18/2007 3:59 PM
As I sit and think about my life,
It makes me want to grab that knife
These drugs have brought me to my low
Places I thought I would never go
It was those feelings I tried to hide
That made me feel I had no inside
I thought on bag was all i would need
But all it did was plant a seed
Then it went to 9 or 10
Brought me right to hells den
I knew a meeting was all i needed
But now my plan was much defeated
Now that i am on my death bed,
I wish i would have listened to what my sponsor said.
 
As I start my life over again
Eating healthy go back to the gym
No more trips to county court
I put on 10 pounds in the last two months
Stopped smoking all those blunts
I havent called in sick to work
If only, those voices still didnt lurk
But im stronger than them I know i am
Im going to stay clean i know i can
I got my complexion back again
and every night i pick up a pen
To write about the day that past
With these meetings i know that this will last.
 
Oh my God what did i do
Now its back to rehab #22
I missed that meeting just one day
Now look at the price I have to pay
I lost my family, friends, and soul,
And now my life has no control
Now im starting from day one
Thank God i had put down the gun
When i said this is gonna be the end
And i wasnt even my own friend
I know there are good things in life
Happiness, friendship, and even a wife
But drugs always cut me short
And now im back at county court.
The judge gave me 25 to life
I think i will go grab that knife.
Because i dont want to rot in jail
Now instead i will rot in hell.
 
As I look down from above
And see all these people full of love
All the decisions that I regret
Too much loss of self respect
 
The shit is real whether white or,
Black, purple or blue,
So dont think it cant happen to you
I thought i was smarter I thought i was cool.
But now look who is really the fool.
I had so much potential and there it went
I had not a dollar not even a cent
Now its too late to tell this to you
Who knew i would die, nobody knew
I send to y'all from up above
With all my heart, soul and love,
 
Josh Joseph
 
Josh Joseph died a couple years ago and his Dad makes sure every person he comes across reads his sons poem.
Love to you all, Karen
 


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From: SoulwingsSent: 12/19/2007 2:41 AM
Thanks for posting that Karen.  Kids who try drugs and others who think they can use and walk should read this every day.  Lori


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Subject: written by Josh Joseph April 2002
Date: Tue, 18 Dec 2007 07:59:42 -0800

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From: Lovingmom2433

As I sit and think about my life,
It makes me want to grab that knife
These drugs have brought me to my low
Places I thought I would never go
It was those feelings I tried to hide
That made me feel I had no inside
I thought on bag was all i would need
But all it did was plant a seed
Then it went to 9 or 10
Brought me right to hells den
I knew a meeting was all i needed
But now my plan was much defeated
Now that i am on my death bed,
I wish i would have listened to what my sponsor said.
 
As I start my life over again
Eating healthy go back to the gym
No more trips to county court
I put on 10 pounds in the last two months
Stopped smoking all those blunts
I havent called in sick to work
If only, those voices still didnt lurk
But im stronger than them I know i am
Im going to stay clean i know i can
I got my complexion back again
and every night i pick up a pen
To write about the day that past
With these meetings i know that this will last.
 
Oh my God what did i do
Now its back to rehab #22
I missed that meeting just one day
Now look at the price I have to pay
I lost my family, friends, and soul,
And now my life has no control
Now im starting from day one
Thank God i had put down the gun
When i said this is gonna be the end
And i wasnt even my own friend
I know there are good things in life
Happiness, friendship, and even a wife
But drugs always cut me short
And now im back at county court.
The judge gave me 25 to life
I think i will go grab that knife.
Because i dont want to rot in jail
Now instead i will rot in hell.
 
As I look down from above
And see all these people full of love
All the decisions that I regret
Too much loss of self respect
 
The shit is real whether white or,
Black, purple or blue,
So dont think it cant happen to you
I thought i was smarter I thought i was cool.
But now look who is really the fool.
I had so much potential and there it went
I had not a dollar not even a cent
Now its too late to tell this to you
Who knew i would die, nobody knew
I send to y'all from up above
With all my heart, soul and love,
 
Josh Joseph
 
Josh Joseph died a couple years ago and his Dad makes sure every person he comes across reads his sons poem.
Love to you all, Karen
 

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From: MSN Nickname©ShaSent: 12/19/2007 2:19 PM