remain a mystery
The Codine Illness... - Poem by remain a mystery
How would you feel if you lost your mom?
Not because of old age, or illness.
O wait isn't it an illness?
She loves them more then me,
She'll go to them for anything.
There is no hope for this addiction
it cant be beat only forgotten
How can you ignore this though?
She hides inside her depression
she seeks no help
just wants to sleep
she's gonna die if i dont help
she's deep inside her coma now
the angry bear
or is it just her fear.
she took too much
now she cant give back
they'll take her first
then i'll die
the codine illness
thats what it is
im depressed and so is she
maybe i should take them too
then ill be in love too
sleep all day awake all night
im alone in the house again tonight
she leaves me here when i go to bed
but she dont know i know she did
while i sleep she goes to him
then comes home and has some more
this home is not a home to say
it hell jus not as warm up here.
the bills arent paid dishes need cleaned
for breakfast its flakes
the ones without sugar
and dinner its soup again
i've grown so much but she doesn't see
i'm never home and neither is she
my mom isn't worthy of the title
so i gave it to you
but all you did was ruin it too
i have no mom she died last year
sometimes i miss her
and shed a tear
i let you in
and you walked right out
you left me with them
what should i do now?
you illness is hereditary
so lets follow the trend
now i have an addiction you see
it developed quick..
the codine illness...
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