Poems!

Throw It All Away

Up all night again, my tired eyes refuse to close. I try to drift off into the land of sleep but still I am conscious. My eyes sag as my limbs ache. Forever tired I will be. Mixed emotions run around in my head, are you the reason why I am no longer in bed? Questions I want to ask, the answers I deserve and yet you stay quiet. I want to scream and shout (at you) but no sound comes out. I am slowly watching you kill yourself and you act as if you are having fun doing it. You used to be pure and innocent, what happened. You were someone I once knew yet how do I see a whole new person. You hide behind pretty white lies but I try to not let it get to me. You put on a facade to try to mask your insecurities. I try and try to find a way to help you but I've already lost you - to the drugs and alcohol. We used to fight this together but now you succumbed to the pressure. I feel as if you want to try to feel cool. News flash - you don't look coll. What I see is someone who used to be very close to me, slowly killing themselves. In my eyes it's the same image of you putting a gun to your head, your finger steady on the trigger. In all reality I'm worried for you. It's too painful to watch - my best friend throwing away her life to get some high that won't last long enough. Why do you do this to yourself? You had such potential and then you threw it all away. We are all worried about you and yet you seem to cast us all out. Why can't you understand is all we want to do is help you! You need to overcome this obstacle in your life and I am only trying to help. It brings tears to my eyes as I watch you damage your life and future. But it seems as if you don't want my help so now I am going to step back and let you go.

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So for this poem, I originally wrote it for one of my friends who is struggling with a drug and nicotine addiction. I wrote this because I'm not really good at expressing myself by speaking so instead, I write. After showing them this, we talked a little bit but nothing really changed. As much as I love this person, in my eyes they are throwing their life away. They used to love to play basketball but now, they quit playing and in my opinion, have started to hang out with the wrong type of people. But, I'm going to let them live their life the way they want to. I love this friends dearly and I just want the best for them. So if you are reading this friends, I love you Hun and I'm worried about you and your safety! I hope you live a life you loved to live.