H-sc-I-ary-V

You were a needle sharing whore
Who gave sex for drugs
With dark strangers.
When you woke up
And saw the deep colors your life had suddenly changed,
You decided to change.
Got clean
Found an apartment
Went back to school
And got tested.
You said that is came up
"Negative"
But I'm still scared that there is more to this story
Than you were willing to tell me.
I guess I should have thought of that before
I invited you over that night,
I guess I should have thought of a lot of things,
But I didn’t
And now I’m scared
And praying for another “negative”
Because I know your words can’t be trusted.
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that is scary
It must be really hard dealing with life's problems like that, and trying to support friends who are trying to deal with these problems.
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A thousand tears rolling down your cheek are healed by a single tear on the shoulder of a friend.
Powerful
that was powerful.Scary, too.Nice poetry!
monkey411:)
wow.
For some reason I don't feel like there is a lot of things that I could say about this poem, well except for the fact that, that kind of sucks. Sorry.
Thanks guys You all are so
Thanks guys
You all are so wonderful
:)
I realized Later That I
I realized
Later
That I don't know
How many people
They had
Before me.
Exactly And how many those
Exactly
And how many those people had...
Yup...
Yup...
Ekk
Ekk
We should
We should get
Tested
Together.
I agree And, Well, Soon.
I agree
And,
Well,
Soon.
Yeah...
Yeah...
On a separate (but oddly
On a separate (but oddly enough not) topic,
Are you going to group tomorrow?
No, I'm not... Devin and I
No, I'm not...
Devin and I staying in tomorrow night...
Alas, I'm getting offline, 'Night!
Goodnight!!!
Goodnight!!!