I loved Heroin Move Than I loved You
Robert A. Hall
They told me I was "special,"
Could do what I could dream,
They gave me all the freedom
Of unearned "self-esteem."
Because I was so "special,"
Drugs could not hurt me,
Though scattered all around
The ruined lives I see.
First I snorted powder,
Then went to needles too,
And in the end I loved
Heroin more than you.
I'd steal and lie to get it,
I'd sell my body too,
Because when you are "special,"
Rules don't apply to you.
I threw away my future,
It all went up my nose,
My kids are sad and poor,
But that's the way it goes.
First I snorted powder,
Then went to needles too,
And in the end I loved
Heroin more than you.
You found me on the floor,
A needle by my side,
Did I look "special" then,
In vomit when I died?
First I snorted powder,
Then went to needles too,
And in the end I loved
Heroin more than you.
Copyright © Robert A. Hall, March, 2014.
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