Stuck in this soul asylum of torment for eternity
Three months and I'm still sober, yet I still long for the high of a lifetime
The drugs never work, the pain only increases with each hit
I look toward the winding staircase, spiraling down far far away
My infidelity to God has led me to this madness
The simplicity of it all is astounding
I could stay away forever
But the coaxing syringes would trail behind like a memory revisited
A momentary lapse of time occurs and here I am padlocked and chained, labeled insane
"Medically speaking you're adorable" they'd say
Translation: I'll end up on a slab before I'm twenty-five
The ties are severed, but I'll never be free
Come to find my life is biodegradable
I decay more and more with each stab of their words
Crashing and burning has become a pastime of mine
"Crash into me" he says
Translation: lets rendevous in bathroom stalls and backseats
This new born cynicism was created on your behalf
I see your obituary in the newspaper
Its like a reflection or self-portrait rather
You didnt even listen to your own advice
So how could I have listened
The drugs, booze, sex...
I was like an extension of you
What you did I did, your experiences were mine as well
You left me alone and disappeared
They found you in a dumpster, naked, clutching that syringe
The best hit is always your last
Now its my time
I reach in my pocket for the syringe
The best hit is always the last...
But the end hasn't come for me yet
So I fall apart and start again...
Three months and I'm still sober, yet I still long for the high of a lifetime
The drugs never work, the pain only increases with each hit
I look toward the winding staircase, spiraling down far far away
My infidelity to God has led me to this madness
The simplicity of it all is astounding
I could stay away forever
But the coaxing syringes would trail behind like a memory revisited
A momentary lapse of time occurs and here I am padlocked and chained, labeled insane
"Medically speaking you're adorable" they'd say
Translation: I'll end up on a slab before I'm twenty-five
The ties are severed, but I'll never be free
Come to find my life is biodegradable
I decay more and more with each stab of their words
Crashing and burning has become a pastime of mine
"Crash into me" he says
Translation: lets rendevous in bathroom stalls and backseats
This new born cynicism was created on your behalf
I see your obituary in the newspaper
Its like a reflection or self-portrait rather
You didnt even listen to your own advice
So how could I have listened
The drugs, booze, sex...
I was like an extension of you
What you did I did, your experiences were mine as well
You left me alone and disappeared
They found you in a dumpster, naked, clutching that syringe
The best hit is always your last
Now its my time
I reach in my pocket for the syringe
The best hit is always the last...
But the end hasn't come for me yet
So I fall apart and start again...
Author notes
im throwing up whatever was left of us
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A contest entry
- Life isn't everything, Death isn't nothing 1000+ point contest, LOTS OF OPTIONS!~Still open!!!~ by Soten-Jaganshi.
1100 points, ended September 7, 2007, 62 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Kill love, have fun, and whatever by Anastasiya.
657 points, ended July 26, 2007, 22 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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wow this is amazing.
"But the end hasn't come for me yet
So I fall apart and start again..."
a wonderful way to end this.
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p.s-please put
"im throwing up whatever was left of us in your author notes"
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this is a really good and well written poem,but this isnt dp,i dont know if you just dont know what it is or you just didnt read the rules,but if you need help with dp ask me,otherwise il have to dq.
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Sometimes when you've tried somethng it lingers and you subconciously want to get back into it, though you know it's bad for you. Liked the vocabulary in this write and the honesty and fear of your blasphemy for the things you have done.
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Wow. I mean, I can relate. I am a needle junkie, I am struggling myself every day not to use. Most of the time I lose. Right now, I'm dopesick and I am reading this great poem about addiction. For the past week I am so close to taking that last shot you are talking about. Now, honestly - the poem is great. The little translation parts fit right in. It is not only the topic that touched me, but also the great choice of words and originality. Thank you for entering my contest and best of luck.


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Full applaud!
The Poetic Bandits
~Lilac


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All I have to say is wow...It is one of the best poems I have read on here in a long time. I really liked the phrase "Medically speaking you're adorable" It stuck out in my head.
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Such a powerful write so full of pain and emotions. Excellent imagery, Wow this really blew me away. Just amazing


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Powerful!!!
Excellent! Great alliteration! Very well crafted! I understand drug abuse all too well. I am Going to school to become a Drug & Alcohol Counselor now. I was glad to hear this was not about you. This is powerful and you did a fantastic job with this!
Love & Light
Debbera

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wow strong powerful emotional. anotehr instant favorite.... I'll have to add you to my favorite authors. You look like my bookmark material (which i hardly EVER book mark poems so that is actually saying something)
Thank you for entering my contest.

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Wow such strong words for someone who did not go there
it was great and just how I imagine it would be.

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Wow, This could be used as a public service announcement to open young eyes to the dangerous and destructive path that drugs and a permiscious life style leads to. I am glad you are writing this precariously but we probably all know family members or friends that have traveled down this very path. Good vivid and graphic writing, well done my Bandit friend!
Dennis


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Wow! This is powerful and very well written. For not having personally experienced it, you've expressed it very well!


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Wow first I must say the imagery is a grandstand and then the words flow with such an ease the tones are perfect as they move from line to line this is a well written story poem I loved it from the start and the ending is grand as well as a recovery addict I can so relate to each word written... love the authors notes as well strung up and pulled tight Love that grand writing skills showed I've not seen your name before but sure will add you as a favorite so I may enjoy more of your poetry...


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The best hit is always your last
Now its my time
I reach in my pocket for the syringe
The best hit is always the last...
so many think this...so many wrong.
great write from a word bank. thank you for sharing this. keep writing! God bless you always


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i absolutely love the way you used the lyrics and the words together. it was brillantly written
"Medically speaking you're adorable" they'd say
Translation: I'll end up on a slab before I'm twenty-five
thanks for entering. good luck
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