Side effects

"Side Effects"

I woke up this morning as tired as can be,
Because all through the night I slept restlessly.
Thoughts swim in my head, can't seem to shake
Of all I've seen and the mistakes I make.

I know a childless mother who would cry into her hands.
Life slipped between fingers and no one understands.
I saw a homeless man who would sleep in the park.
He looked with absent eyes, world left him in the dark.
I heard of an aging man who still deals on the corner.
He plays the games of the street and is only getting older.
And I knew a young lady who would walk these roads.
Doing things she never thought of for a fix and some clothes.
I heard a fatherless child who cried out for attention.
Trying to act cool, trouble at school, now on suspension.
I've known a family who still cries throughout the night.
Another one of those bags put out a child's living light.
And I can relate to a girl, and her name is me.
She's exhausted, sick and tired of being a junkie.

So I woke up this morning as tired as can be.
A tear fell from my face and I dropped to my knees.
I looked up to the lord, the one I pushed away,
Folded my hands and prayed "Please save me today."

~•~•~•~Laura Dittsworth