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You chose them

The battle of an addiction

I see them walk down the street
I feel anger and hatred
To people I don’t even know
This is what you did to me
And you’ll never really know.
 
You chose that needle over your little girl
Your family.
How could you!!
They say it’s like a cancer but it’s not
I would rather you had died like that
Then me sitting here 13 years later
As broken as that day, when I was just a little girl
Sat in a children’s home waiting form her mummy to come home
Only to be told that,
you were dead in ground
Knowing I would never have my mummy around.
 
Why bring me into this world,
Just to leave me in a hell I call home.
 
I’ll never forgive the needle that put you too your death
You destroy homes tear family’s apart
And that’s just the start.
You take children away from the parents.
And give them no hope in life
 
You and your drugs have left,
Me broken hearted, unable to love
For the fear of losing someone has become to much.
 
I hope your both happy,
For I know I’ll never be!!!

(2013)

My mother was a heroine addict wich of course killed her leave 6 children behind.

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