As you sit over there i watch you roll
as you enjoy your high
you can see how it makes me feel inside.
i wish you had never met her
i wish you have never found that high .
cant you see
she took you away from me ?.
you over there , me over here
loosing you to her lovely snare
while i sit over here
you enjoy that high.
while i sit over here with
tears burning deep from my eyes.
only to leave me
with these found memories
of the days before you found that
written by (me) Karen.
“why i wrote this”.
heroin is a horrible addiction a bad nasty drug.
my brother who’s name i wont mention was
hooked on this drug, a lung condition , is what finally
took his life years ago .