the reality i live is a costant struggle to find inner peace an addiction i have to the gang infested streets but why do i stay in this lifstyle that will lead me nowhere why do i think that no ones life will compare why do i stay high and everytime i see all the deamons that appear in my eyes demons exposed when stimulation of the brain makes one lose focus though eyes are alwyas blurry i soon one day i wont be so hopeless i yean for affection but only find my self running from imperfection salvations hard to find when we are all blind thats why i release my ignorant mind and search for a new religion to follow in the form of a blunt and a 32oz bottle a long line of alcoholics is my excuse the same one that is responsible for all the abuse thats the journey through my minds eye thats just why i struggle to survive and if you dont see then you never will...Birth sign: Gemini
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