Sorrow... Poem by Steven Hoon

you were so excited with this new feeling you found.
was it really worth it? now your six feet underground.
you try to catch a buzz.
without seeing the damage it does.
you really looked pathetic with a needle in your arm.
did you even know you were doing yourself harm?
well congraduiations you had fun and got high.
now you dropp dead and we're left to cry.
was it really worth it? was it all really fun?
who really had the last laugh when you were done?
there was no I'm sorry. no tearful goodbye.
there was no I'm sorry. no warning that you'd die.