He's like my drug. my heroin. And I just took a hit.
my throat is closing and i can't breathe.
i shouldn't be walking around feeling this way.
i feel empty and dry.
[i need ] him.
i need an intervention,
someone to take the needle.
The rehab program isn't working.
I can't go days without being abused by a drug like him.
It's in my viens,
I feel the high; when the words...
escape his lips.
He's like my drug,
[my coke,]
and I'm slowly dying.
I can't take the bruised lips
and the shot down ego.
The murderous look in my eye;
when i'm high...on that sensual sexual
lust.
My body is burning out;
giving way.
Rotting...i can smell the stink of death
I'm not myself.
A shadow,
a skeleton.
He raped my mind,
my body...
invaded my soul and made me cold.
But a junkie can't go hours without the death in him.
I will end up in the gutter,
my panties around my ankles;
my face battered...
and cut.
I will bleed for the simple truth;
Do junkie's still love?
I'm loosing the battle between life and death.
[ I need a fucking hit ]
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Written May 15th, 2006
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I think that all women can relate .... waiting for the call .... will he show? .... will he stay? .... will he be smiling or frowning .... and then during the act, you can forget and pretend that it will be like this forever. It's only afterwards that the fear begins again.
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...... Mole' This was amazing, you should go out and do a poetry slam you would take down the greatest and lay them to waste. My goodness you are so talented! Cheers to you. If you ever make it to Denver on a Sunday night my treat and the poetry slam at the Mercur Cafe. I will buy your drink of choice and dessert as well. You are tham damned good!
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I can so relate!!!!!!!! My man is my drug... I say it all the time that he's like my crack. I love the way you penned it!
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So I'm fucked up with no Mozart to play while I read this piece of work you got, the it hits me: "Do junkie's still love? I'm loosing the battle between life and death." THESE LINES HAD MY TOTAL ATTENTION. Write on, ya dig!
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very insiightfull, moving and powerfull. Do Junkies still love? That is a good question. I actually feel the desperation in the poem.
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Stunning
I couldn't resist a title like this. Sometimes life is between a needle's kiss or the next line or a lover's smile. -c
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wow I love this one. and i mean it. it truley portraies your feelings. awesome. you are liek probably the best poet i know and check out my new post.
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wow that was truly a work os lifes lessons and i totally geet this ty
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wow!!! intense. meth was my thing but i can so relate to this from you. i am sorry that you too know this feeling. i have to take shots of b-12 and once in a while my arms will literally itch when i see the syringes in my drawer. it does get better but from what i understand, heroin and alcohol are the only two you can die from kicking. i am here if you ever need to talk. take it easy and take care of yourself. viyanna rosemarie
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wow! i really like this! its well i dunno but i love it
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Wonderful poem I do have to say. Amazing imagery and feeling in it!!! fabulously done!
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Hey babe.
I absolutely loved this. There were a few grammatical issues, but i'm overlooking because its a great piece. I'm very into the 'hooked on like a drug' thing. I don't know, i'm half asleep, but I wanted to tell you that you so get an applause for this.
<3 Chels -
edgy
Very interesting spin on things. I loved the way it was written. I can understand being addicted to pain but this is extreme. keep up the excellent writes.
your faitful reader,
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dude i loved this. it was harsh ya know, but great. wow. very edgy. i like edgy.
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