....And Hiss Feet Dangled 6 Feet Off The Ground
Go ahead/
Play your cards again/
I've called your bluff over and over again/
You say you hate it so much/
Why do you persist?/
Those cold steel bars caged you/
Phone calls of how you hated it/
The fights/
The many men who slept with you/
"I've changed, I swear I've changed" he cried/
Two days later no change is visible/
So I'll watch history repeat itself/
I'll stand back and watch your downfall/
I'll see you on your deathbed soon enough/
And I won't shed a tear for all the wrong you've done/
Don't worry, time comes faster than you know/
I'm calling your bluff again/
You'll be gone soon/
And life will be better/
Note to reader:
My brother has a huge drug problem. He's done the worst of the worst to my family and me. I mean from pulling a gun on each member of my family (including me) to having the house being shot up by other drug dealers he owes money too. He'ss stolen atleast 1000 dollars from me, the list goes on. He's been to jail finally. In the last E months he's been there twice and he always says that he's changed. But he always does the same thing and gets into worse shit. He just got out of jail again, and still there's no change.

the poem would be better if
the poem would be better if you put the specifics into the poem. otherwise, the poem is too vague.