The music pounding at a distance,
My eyes wandering needlessly.
I see all the strung out faces,
As I push another line into me.
Dancing to the beat,
Signing off key.
Cocaine smiles shine,
As I slip from my reality.
My eleventh shot of tequilla,
And another hit of happy.
Soaring higher now,
I'm flying free.
Truth or dare and alcohol are a dangerous mix,
After a few shots I'm ready for this.
My girlfriends ready to rock,
And this sexy boy before me looks ready to fuck.
Blue green eyes lost in ours,
He sure can move that toungue.
Engulfed in bliss till we cant handle it,
He thinks he's lucky, but we're the lucky ones.
No regrets,
Wanting this, needing this.
Sex, drugs and rock and roll,
Medication and poison for a troubled soul.
Author notes
[4] Write me about drinking, drugs, & sex
In a list
A contest entry
- LuckyCharms & BrokenHearts by Dead Star--x.
550 points, ended September 6, 2007, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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this was awesome!!!!
dude, i freakin' love it!
i hope you do well in the contest.
good luck.
my bets go to you for winning.
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I think I like the last stanza best. But overall a good piece. Keep it up n tc.
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Medication and poison for a troubled soul.
mm.. perfection
i love this poem i know the story oh so well ♥
youre now a finalist!!!!
CureMyTragedy♥
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