Sitting here in class, my head spinning,
I want to get up and run towards a fantasy.
Go roll a joint, pass it and smoke it,
Run up a bill trying to find happiness.
Snort another line and float away,
To a land far away from sobriety.
The drugs are taking over me,
Turning me insane as I beg for pain.
All I want is a way to feel real,
A way to escape from my twisted mind.
Pop another pill and bring me to your room,
Tie me down and show me a good time.
My shell has been broken, watch out,
A wild girl locked away for to long.
I have been unleashed and am ready to go,
Give me a few hits of e and a few lines of blow.
Author notes
Another poem I wrote in class todY. Fucked up things in my head lately.
Please tell me what you think
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makes a lot of sens
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Incredible
Wow! this is a very deeply penned poem and despite what your author's note says this was quite a well written poem. I am amazed at how deep your poem flows and how well it was written. this is just one of the complexing times and desires within yourself that amde you want to write this likewise just go ahead and perform this. Nice work though all round and keep it up.
Signed, Paul
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Wow i can see what you mean when you said not to read any of your poems hun they are really great! but kinda freakin me out! this is comming from chrissy???
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wow this is wonderful i love this part...
All I want is a way to feel real,
A way to escape from my twisted mind.
Pop another pill and bring me to your room,
Tie me down and show me a good time.
xoxo theradfreak
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