Pills, Alcohol, and Cigarettes

By megaprime81

I've been attackedd 3 ways
All of them deadly
Pills, too many
Alcohol, too much
Cigarettes, too often
Will I survive the night?
Only if it's God's will
Not trying to end my life
But if i pass, oh well
Just keep my dream alive
To receive honor after death
If I'm good enough
To make the grade
I walk as a slave
To my own demise(?)
How will it pan out?
Tonight i may survive
I love you, Sweet angel
Hoping you never forget
Your importance to me
For loving you has no regret
If i live, that's the fate i deserve
Should i die, my works please reserve
Perhaps i'll survive
If not, i hope i'm remembered
Otherwise, i'm not worthy
And death will carry me away
I love you all
In mind you will stay
No matter my fate

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Published on Saturday, February 8, 2014. Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

Autobiographical. Don't know if i'll survive the night. Love you all, especially my beautiful angel.

Comments on "Pills, Alcohol, and Cigarettes"

A former member wrote: love the poem, i knew lots of people who were much similar to this, anyways, i wish you nothing but the best and thanks for sharing
On Saturday, February 8, 2014, Alchemist (688) wrote:

Know the feelin' and I love how this speaks to the reader rather than guiding them down some path, I mean it just shows your path at the moment.
On Saturday, February 8, 2014, megaprime81 (743) wrote:

Thamk you; this is my life right now; personal and autobiographical.