I’m 29 G*ddamit (poem)

When I was a teen

I never thought I would make it to 30.

I drank myself blind.

I’ve had more smoke inside of me

than a fucking chimney.

I’ve dabbled in suicide.

I was in a carwreck that crippled me,

but even that couldn’t kill me.

I’ve gotten death threats,

but no one has had the balls to try.

I’ve snorted,

popped,

and toked everything and anything

that I could fit into a pipe

or up my nose.

Maybe I’m too strong for my own good?

Because I never thought I’d make it to 30.

Published by James J Jackson

I'm a poet from California.

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