What Come's Next? Poem by Terrin Fuller

What come's next
is it the cop's
is my life going for hop's

what come's next
what is on the dex
is it my ex
or is it my fix

the fix i need
till i get the next high
maybe so i can just move on by
i wish i could just say hi
mom and dad i cant wait to say goodbye
to this place i am and go back home

What come's next
i just want to say goodbye
and never have to worry about the high
the high of always running from the cops
so i do not get caught

What come's next
is it the day i say goodbye
or is it the day i finally get to say hi
whatever it is i hope i can still move on by