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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