Outside, it rained a Christmas mist; inside, I was listening
To a girl I hadn’t seen since we were “A” students in like the 5th or 6th
Now she’s hearing voices that make all kinds of threats and scary noises
Thinks she smoked too much green stuff that was very, very moist
When I was watching Chesapeake High square off with Sparrows point
She dropped out in the 9th grade into despair and disappointment
Using and selling drugs, hanging with hell a thugs
And still lives in constant search of more and better bud
A schizophrenic living with it the best way she knows how
Meds don’t take away the voices; they just make them go down
Seemed her belief in a good God was deceiving her hard
Faces contorted into demons of the people she saw
Told me how she chased the reaper, as I was seeing her scars
Self-inflicted with a knife to the wrist, deeper and harder
If Jesus is the reason for the season or you’re a believer in karma
How do you justify this girl’s way of being? A martyr?
2006-12-25
15:24:29
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