who fights when they cannot.

[Empty789]

Who fights when they cannot?

 

A 1,500 sq foot house

Three bedrooms

One bathrrom

Five occupants

You lie twenty feet from your neighbors house

In the middle of the night

You hear cussing

You hear a fight

You hear rapid fire of a drive by

You don’t wake up anymore

You just open your eyes

Toss a little bit and then roll back over

You have to get up in the morning you tell yourself

You have two jobs to work

No health insurance

And Dad needs his medication

Your husband has left

Your children are distressed

From the lack of you

The lack of school

There are no new books

No new things

Just torn up battered raggedy flings

So they skip

And do drugs

But what are you gonna do

Chase them on the run

You make 17 grand a year

The rent

The food

You only had cereal for dinner last night

The heat needs fixing

And the stove barely works

So you continue

Until you feel your own quirks

When you finally

You sneak in their bedroom

And take what they seem to hype up as cocaine

You use it for some extra energy and a little more tame

Until next thing you know

Your on the line

You need something else

You need something more

Your at the drug dealers house asking for his store

You don’t want the snow, you don’t want the powder

You want the strongest stuff of the hour

You’ll do anything you say

To take away the pain

Of the sweat and the cold

As you lie and you roll

On the cold bathroom floor

Youll take his pants off right there

Youll let him rip you bare

You’ll do anything to take away the pain

You quit your job

Your about to loose your house

And still dad is dieing without a doubt

Your eldest in jail

For doing too many rails

And your still addicted

You even forget the mail

But what does it matter

Who even cares

No one does for me you say

I’ve worked myself bare

You stare at the sealing

And you try to catch your breathe

As the world keeps spinning, you know you have nothing left

And before the world collapses and your eyes begin to shut

You ask yourself

 

Why was I to blame

But as those questions begin in your last frame

The world collapses

and no one remembers

 

 

Not even your name

 

 

Who fights for those

Who try

But can’t get out?

[ourdeepsleep]

reminds me of elliott smith, only more blunt. i like it.

[isilv3r]

Wow....this is deep. Thanks for sharing!