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Just a little poem I wrote when I was bored. What ya think?
Question by hεα†hεя mαяïε εïз: Just a little poem I wrote when I was bored. What ya think?
I just took some Benzedrine, Percoset, Codeine, Dusted up,
Smoked weed, Candy flipped and popped in Visine.
So my timing may be off. I vaporize to fuel the cough.
Adrenaline is pressuring. Doctor bring the medicine.
Some Ketamine, Vicodin, Xanax, and Anthrax.
I’m hiding all my needle tracks. I’m fighting off heart attacks,
nosebleeds, cheap speed, shitty weed, getting frisky,
dirty deeds, sippin whiskey on my knees.
About to burn out, crooked mouth on another bout.
I’m chillin in a glass house pouring another glass out.
I’m going in my stash now, there ain’t nothing.
I ain’t using GHB, LSD, Valium and Ecstasy.
Pop Mescaline with Mexicans, put Ether in my napkin.
I’ve got so many skeletons, I’m a chemical reaction.
I’m pissed off, pissed on express addiction through this song.
Half my memory is gone, the X in me lets me belong.
I can’t help but to help myself. I’m losing my mind, I need help.
Filling my mind with doubt, I’ll do anything to get out….
5 a.m fully geeked, sweat trickling down my cheek.
Mouth bone dry, can’t even speak the cover girl for Heroin Chic.
The enemy inside of me pressures me intentionally.
Coke Wench, Tweaker Bitch, Cock Tease,
Best friend park bench, make the switch of these.
A few of them I woke up, bent, my money spent,
how am I gonna pay the rent.
My sugar daddy needs the ends, my dealer is my new best friend.
Waking up in strangers beds with these voice’s in my head.
Drunk Slut, Coke Blunts, Junkie Bitch, Bathroom Bumps.
Homeless Broken, out of luck and really just don’t give a FUCK..
Uneffective, Unemployed, Unstable, Null and Void.
My vanity has been destroyed, the famine keeps me paranoid.
Blacked out, White lines, High balls, Crooked spine.
Comatose, Overdose, took to the borderline.
Sirens, Ambulance, doctor’s cuttin off my pants.
Black and Blue in the ICU, I’ve got a 50/50 chance!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i
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Answer by Murf
Wow ! I’ve been in recovery for 17 years and that poem brings it all back like a nightmare! It practically had me sick to my stomach! Please get some help so you and your talent don’t go down the toilet. I did it in N.A.
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about 3 weeks ago
that’s Beautiful i loved every moment of it truly amazing
about 3 weeks ago
The girls
Are as fast as a game
Are as bright as a flame
And you’re always to blame
The girls
Are as pink as the light
And as dark as the night
And they’re always right
The girls
Are as cold as the sphinx
Always dreaming of minks
They drive you to drink
The girls
Are as soft as a sigh
That whispers good-bye
And leaves you to cry
But the dogs
Well, they’re only dogs
Just wagging their tails
As they watch it end
Oh, the dogs
Well, they’re only dogs
And maybe that’s why
They’re man’s best friend
The girls
Can make you feel cold
Can make you feel old
An antique to be sold
The girls
They play with your heart
They tear you apart
You’re never too smart
The girls
They throw you from towers
They’ll whip you with flowers
It depends on the hours
The girls
Will treat you like trash
Or let you be brash
It depends on your cash
But the dogs
Don’t depend on a thing
They just lick your face
When they see it end
Oh, the dogs
Don’t depend on a thing
And maybe that’s why
They’re man’s best friend
___
The girls
You know that they are vain
They will poison your brain
They will drive you insane
The girls
Will laugh at your jokes
How they love the coat on (?)
But it is all a hoax
The girls
Are still making dates
they still making you wait
and they say you are late
The girls
Are yours for a throw (?)
At least you think so
Ah but you will never know
The dogs
Well you know the dogs
They lift up a leg
As they see it end
The dogs
Well you know the dogs
And maybe that’s why
They’re man’s best friend
___
The girls
They’re not what they seem
They all have a scheme
They call it a dream
The girls
Are as hot as they please
And you’re down on your knees
With the greatest of ease
The girls
Say you’re on the right track
Then they take it all back
Tie it up in a sack
The girls
They will give it of course
But they give with such force
That it gives you remorse
But the dogs
They give nothing at all
They just lift a leg
As they watch it end
Oh, the dogs
They give nothing at all
And that’s the reason why
They’re man’s best friend
And yet it’s because of the girls
When they’ve knocked us about
And our tears want to shout
That we kick the dogs out
about 3 weeks ago
Crazy! I’d never have the mind to put that together! You should listen to Heroin by Velvet Underground, it’s a good song about drugs.
about 3 weeks ago
That is some smooth talkin’
makes me glad I never been there…..
you cannot write this stuff without knowing a lot about it..
I hope it is just words, and you really are o.k. as it is very convincing and has a deathly rhythm to it.