over the summer a guy i went to school with well his mom died & after a couple of days it just turned into typical drug flop house im like this aint gonna go over HERE bein so open & the traffic well i started noticin the cops were drivin by here 3 times more than usual & one of the people there i know from the past he has to be bp1 if not schizo symptoms plus a bad crack head i guess in his dilusinal state he called the cops & told them someone stole his crack after that it was stopped & the person in control of the estate sold it to a nice man. not to mention couple days before that he was out on the back porch screamin & demeaning his girlfriend at the top of his lungs & i got on up the street & could still hear him. point is that was too close & out in the open & with the dynamics that were goin on in that place i knew it was a matter of time before someone put a bullet in somebody but thankfully it was all taken care of before that happened i just remember bein so upset cuz i was in that hell for so long & was like nuhuh this aint gonna happen a few houses down & i have to see it everyday theres probably more dope up a wv hollar than in a city well not to mention small towns but from what i hear its like that everywhere
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im thankful for every day God gives me & for His grace love & mercy He has shown me over & over through all of my screwed up choices
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