Chasing My Dream Poem by Stephen Mcbride

Now it's time to chase my dream,
I have had enough of this life,
Read my story and you will know what I mean.
I grew up with no hope,
By eleven I was smoking dope,
That's when my life went down,
Quicker than a sinking boat.
Started cutting classes in school,
Hanging out with the older kids and acting the fool.
Then I had run in's with the law,
It wasn't long until they were knocking on my mother's door.
On the weekend I would meet up with friends and drink ale,
The following day,
Once again, I would be on the police bail.
By 16 I lived a life of crime,
I knew it wouldn't be long before I was doing time.
I started making proper money,
It's funny,
Earning 1 thousand a week,
My life went peak.
Time went by,
I was smoking so much dope,
I feel depressed and just wanted to die.
I didn't like who I'd become,
I found myself looking down the barrel of a gun.
I got robbed for all my drugs,
And now in debt to a load of thugs.
Drugs is a dirty games,
Causing misery and pain.
I would advise anyone to stay away from them.
If you don't, you'll suffer the consequences,
And you'll only have yourself to blame.
When I think of my past,
It drives me insane,
But now I am chasing my dream,
And leaving the past behind me,
Because writing sets me free,
And makes me happy.