My Apologies Poem by Matt Burgett

I'm sorry to everyone
If my choices are other than hugs
A sure way to end a life
Is get mixed up in drugs

That's what people do
When Mormons all surround you
They drive all they can away
The rest are then forced to stay

By family, jobs, money, and kids
Age is deaths most potent kiss
Very seldom does the chance
To escape this Hell come and pass

Lately I have been craving
A friendly trip to outer space
A bloody razor not used for shaving
If I don't get out I'll die in this place

One way or the other
By my hand or overdose
My life in this place is fading
I soon could be lost to everyone close

If I get into these drugs
Then I'll care not about my mind
I'll quit my job without a shrug
Take off for a new life with hopes to find

These words are my apologies
To anyone this may hurt to see
Me in the trance of ecstasy
It's better than clear cutting skin through me

And if I am left alone
One of the two will happen
I'll take my life cut to the bone
Or drift through space a ship without a captain