Posted on Thu, Feb 11, 2010

Going down a road, a old and broken road.
I start my journey, and don't know where I'm going.
The way I was going was marked in stone.
All along the way I felt it flowing.

I was on my way to get my fix.
All I wanted was that first hit.
So here I am , on the road.
On a road I did not know.

I was lonely, I was scared.
I was tired and did not care.
I was lost and hurt and thought I was dead.
And all along I lost my head.

I did not care about myself.
I had no feelings, I had no thoughts.
I was runninng and jogging as fast as I could.
Trying to escape for the fate that God wanted to debate.

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Reply Sherrie on Feb 12 2010 @ 8:31am
wow

this is amazing! what a blessing to read! you see to the soul!

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Sherrie

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