Dexsta Ray Jr.
Product Of The Poison - Poem by Dexsta Ray Jr.
A product of the poison
A way to get out
There's no future bright for me
No compassionate thoughts
I'm not the change I'd like to see
Several ghost from the past
Aren't allowing me to sleep
I feel like I'm stuck
Between a boulder and a building
Cause' I know I'm not living using the wisdom I've been given
I know what is right despite the path I choose to take
I can't find a way out
Despite the change I want to make
And I really do try
I look towards the better days
But I'm one in the same
Illegal things kill the pain
A need to be free
I thrive on thoughts of changing scene
Place away all the drugs to say I've finally taken heed
I feel like a waste
A life of hate
Tears falling down my face
Was it fate?
I could hear my fears calling out my name
Full of rage
I can't stay in a place so rough
Hold your breath
Look at what the struggle makes of us
Still face the rush
Not a thing changing soon
Hoping thing don't balloon
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