On drugs,
I could draw you a picture
of how beautiful and euphoric
my body feels to me.
Express the wonderful feelings
this high seems to be.
Experiencing heights of ecstasy
my body absorbs,
while leaving my world
of reality.
But,
I am numb, feeling no pain,
laying on the floor,
wishing-
I could remove the syringe
still stuck in my arm.
While my heartbeat fades,
I vomit.
Author notes
Option Two:
Getting high or keeping your feet on the ground of reality.
Is a true test of courage.
A contest entry
- x |Heroin| x by Dead Star--x.
300 points, ended April 16, 2007, 33 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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...Different, I like the ending.
"I remove the syrigne & I vomit" It made me smile. I love it though, beautiful.
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Very good. loved the ending. those last two lines=everything. Good luck in the contest!
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nice it was ok i love this line
I could remove the syringe
still stuck in my arm.
While my heartbeat fades,
I vomit.
you got deeper though the subject of drugs i though was cliche (already been used) -
Ok, great write.
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I liked this.
[although I found a few spelling errors]
"lying on the floor,
wishing-
I could remove the syringe
still stuck in my arm.
While my heartbeats fade,
I vomit."
I loved that.
It was kind of like giving somebody the rope and
the stool and then letting them hang themselves.
Wonderful.
♥
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lost the A
in edit....I've fixed that boo boo...lol
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