*** this poem is not about taking drugs it describes my ride with well, her ***
I fill my lungs with my favorite poison and feel my fear melt away. My stomach is full of some little cracked pill, and something that came from a bottle wrapped in a brown paper bag.
Then, I drift away into bliss, my body is numb yet everything feels so amazing. Im So far gone that I dont care about when I failed math class. My world is nothing but happiness, and dreams come true. Then, I say goodnight and kiss my love goodbye.
then, my world seperates from what a drug should feel like. I'm gone on to a plane of abyssal lonliness my memories pass in front of me, my happiness is gone.
My mind is crowded with black fear and deadly poison. My battleship has sunk. I am a walking corpse. then, I feel as though theres only one way out, so i drink a little more and drop another pill. Death awaits at the peak of this trip.
then i wake up the next morning feeling horrible I realized I had survived another ride with my favorite poison. so i pick up my box and begin again.... More ... .Poison
Author notes
THIS POEM IS NOT ABOUT DRUGS I DARE YOU TO FIGURE OUT WHAT IT IS...
Written October 30th, 2006
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this is really good hun you write some really good poems and you have real talent no matter what anyone else tells you... you are so so so freakin awesome!!!! well i have to go right now but i will hopefully talk to you soon ok love yas!!!
~brit~ -
i think i may have some clue of to what this is about
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wow i like this alot i love poems put in a trippy way this is really good thanks for writting is all i can really say love you!! things will get better
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This poem is very powerful. I like it alot. Hang in there.
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hey fucknugget i know what it is about
dude the shit will work itself out man so just chill -
very powerfull poem
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