The celebrity life really got to me, I was starting to get into taking drugs, smoking marijuana I was just so pressured that I thought that drugs would calm me down. Which it did, I started losing my love for the people that truly loved me. My gigs were doing so bad, my manager wanted to quit working with me. I just gave up my love for poetry and, lost respect for my life. I just really missed my mom, dad and brother. I bet you anything my brother is looking at me down right now, sad and disappointed.

Drugs became my only friend for a quite a while now, Starla and her dad told me to stop smoking and doing drugs. They even told me that it wouldn’t make my life, any easier if I continued doing drugs. I refused to listen to them, drugs made me happy and it made me forget about my problem.

I was just preparing my cocaine, before I actually took a hit Starla came into the door and talked to me. She actually was genuinely worried about me, she told me to go to rehab because it could help me. The other option she said was she was going to kick me out, of her apartment that means I would have to live by myself.

That really got me thinking, about my life and the decisions I am making right now. This family was so kind to let me stay in their place, and this is how I repay them by smoking and doing drugs in their rooftop.

I threw my stash of cocaine and I decided that I don’t want my life to be like this, I jumped out of seat and gave Starla a huge hug. I was so grateful that I had a friend like her in my life, it was like I could see the light and my surrounding around me more clearly.

The next morning I started working on my new poetry, I started interacting with my fans again. They were shocked why I was gone for so long, or why haven’t I wrote any new poetry yet.

I started writing new poetry materials again, I had actually written one in under 10 min. I broke a record of mine, I just hope that my manager would be pleased with my performance.


Living the incomplete life
With nothing to hold or nothing to share.
The days turns to darker nights
Living the life on the high lane.
Going no where back just to death I guess
It’s funny how life could turn out to be.
One minute your living the other minute your dying
Is this what living the incomplete life is?
I’d rather stay sober than to ever end like this
Seeing stars in the sky and birds flying high is what I want.
Hurting my loved ones is not what I want
Yet feeling so good at that time felt so right.
Is this what it feels living the incomplete life?
My life priories were lost so was my identity
All I could see was smoke filling the air in my room
Followed with the dreams I once dreamed about.
Is this what living the incomplete life is?
It took one person to save me
It took one person to bring me back to my passion and love.
Without this person I wouldn’t be anywhere right now
She is truly an angel .

Notes

Thank God, for Starla it is always good to find a best friend in this world :)

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