The Birth DJ

This poem is about drug addiction.

We can only love in such limited ways

With drugs and numbing pain filling our days

Like a disease tearing the bones from the flesh

Every time we take a fix we’re inching closer to death



And these nightmares are becoming more real

Surviving only on lies and a broken hearted sex appeal

When these demons inside me aren’t getting any sleep

They twist and turn making my wounds bleed deep



These cravings for relief tear open my chest

As I beg god to kill me so I may find a peaceful rest

Once again feeling the needle enter my skin

I want to stop now but it’s so hard to begin



When strangers see me they stop and they glare

Making me feel worthless and like life isn’t fair

So many people making a mockery of me

I wish they could see the person I wanted to be



I never asked, never wished, never hoped for this life

I was born into a home filled with tension and strife

So it’s down to the hour, its down to this night

Make it through the darkness or give up on the fight