David’s Poem

It was my brown it was my green
I am not here I can’t be seen
It was my line it was my meth
It was my life it was my death
It was my crack it was my line
I’ll be back just give me time
Oh no im starting to think
I need a fix I need a drink
I’ve got hope I’ve got dreams too
Please help me out what can I do
I know a place it will be ok
We can do it together
Please please stay
One day at a time “just for today”
Here is the number
It’s A .N. A

David
July 2009