My Family

My daddy likes his heroin,
My mommy likes her coke.
They also love their cigarettes,
I’m dying from all the smoke.

My mommy uses her razorblades,
To create her coke lines.
I use the razorblade,
To draw my bloody lines.

My daddy smokes his drugs,
To smash his childish fears.
I cut my wrists up,
I bleed these crimson tears.