In Memory of Josh

June 1981 - October 2003

Written By: Joshua Joseph

April 2002

 

As I sit and think about my life,

It makes me want to grab that knife

These drugs have brought me to my low

Places I thought I would never go

It was those feelings I tried to hide

That made me feel I had no inside

I thought one bag was all I would need

But all I did was plant a seed

Then it went to 9 or 10

Brought me right to hells den

I knew a meeting was all I needed

But now my plan was much defeated

Now that I am on my death bed,

I wish I would have listened to what my sponsor said.

 

As I start my life over again

Eating healthy go back to the gym

No more trips to east New York

No more trips to county court

I put on 10 pounds in the last two months

Stopped smoking all those blunts

I haven’t called in sick to work

If only, those voices still didn’t lurk

But I’m stronger than them I know I am

I’m going to stay clean I know I can

I got my complexion back again

And every night I pick up a pen

To write about the day that past

With these meetings I know that this will last

 

Oh my God what did I do

Now its back to rehab, #22

I missed that meeting just one day

Now look at the price I have to pay

I lost my family, friends, and soul,

And now my life has no control

Now I’m starting from day one

Thank God I had put down that gun

When I said this is gonna be the end

And I wasn’t even my own friend

I know there are good things in life

Happiness, friendship, and even a wife

But drugs always cut me short

And now I’m back at County court.

The judge gave me 25 to life

I think I will go grab that knife.

Because I don’t want to rot in jail

Now instead I will rot in hell.

 

As I look down from up above

And see all these people full of love

All the decisions that I regret

Too much loss of self respect

This shit is real whether white or,

Black, purple or blue,

So don’t ever think it cant happen to you

I thought I was smarter I thought I was cool.

But now look who is really the fool.

I had so much potential and there it went

I had not a dollar not even a cent

Now its too late to tell this to you

Who knew I would die, nobody knew

I send to y’all from up above

With all my heart, soul and love.

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