The Begining.
In the begining,
everything was in a word,
Perfect.
Nothing to hold me back,
I was trusted.
There was nothing,
that stood in my way.
So I thought to myself,
Why not?
It's there,
And If I try it,
I can deny it,
Or even say,
I promise Not to do it again!
They never found out.
There was nothing to loose.
Everyone was doing it.
So I said to myself why not?
Why Not?
The Middle
I was out of control,
There was no way i could stop.
But I loved being absolutly.
Out. Of. Control.
The way when I would take that first hit,
How it would D~A~N~C~E through,
My V-E-I-N-S.
It sang me a luluby,
It was like nothing I had ever done before.
My friends were so into it
which made it better.
I wasn't alone.
I was so into it for so long.
But It was great.
There was this new,
way.
Of letting it D~A~N~C~E
through your veins,
It was sharp,
and dirty.
But It was cheap.
And Made me feel.
It made me F/E/E/L/
I got home one night,
My Materinial Unit,
Found out.
My guilty obession.
An Intervention soon came.
They said they loved me,
and want me to get help.
Bullshit.
They were jelous.
I was G-R_E-A_T.
They were all,
fcuking J3@10uS.
The End.
I was taken in soon.
There was no reason.
I was fine.
I had been clean for three days.
I thought I had seen hell.
I was wrong.
Hell was nothing like this.
This was MUCH worse.
There were others.
Just like ME.
I wasn't sure why.
I didn't need to be here.
I was fine.
I found something sharp.
and Thought.
Why Not?
Yeah, Why
The.
Fuck.
Not?
Author notes
Just random poem for a contest. I like it though!
A contest entry
- Ready, Set, GO! - Round 1 - "Part Poetry" -Open to everyone! by AureateCorona.
500 points, ended July 27, 2007, 37 entries
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its a random poem for a contest... but i like it.... hmm...
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Uhhhh...k well what else did I say.
They are also amazing because they make me think of all the things people have to go through and what people do to themselves. & like, how I have missed so many things. Well not missed them in life but like I haven't been exposed to so much. & These sort've poems are especially stinging if there is truth to them because you can just feel it in yourself. I love that, it makes me feel like more than a finished explosion. Amazing.
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K this stupid thing didn't post my entire comment what the hell.
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=[ AH Thats intense. I dislike addiction/cutting/eating disorder poems or anything like that. Just anything where you have some sort of problem you use to take & lose control all at once. But I also love them _< amazing.
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