Lost Withdrawl Poem by Timothy Long

ive lost it,
ive lost it,
ive lost it all,
i will try to find,
unfortunately i lost it years ago,
im going to get caught,
the repacussions wont be good,
this might mean the worst,
haven't felt this nervousness in so long,
where is the prison guard,
i look west and east,
falling down on my knees,
emotions to drown,
a kick off to the boot,
free a smile more,
no one around to catch the remains,
to my avenging flame.