Candy for a child
Gives a beloved smile
It gives them the fix
And helps them feel the rush
As sugar streams through
Streaming through their veins
It makes the child want to dance
It’s an uncontrollable,
Unavoidable
But rather admirable
Urge to make the most of the energy.
Almost as if
They would explode
If this opportunity wasn’t around.
One last minute dash
To fix the blood rush within
With energy of course
Comes the anger,
The red raw hate
That boils inside.
Running, screaming, shouting…
Pouring all their anger out
On the other infected children.
Infected by the same thing,
The drug of the youngsters so to speak
Of course there merely making something
Something out of nothing.
Causing something major
From something nonexistent.
Not long after
The rush began,
Comes the most hated,
Most despised thing,
Or at least the worst thing they know of so far.
The ‘come down’
The draining of energy
Less energy then ever before.
Unable to speak
…to move
As their brain
Is shutting down.
Switching off
Refusing to even try anymore
Or so it seems
One last step
In a child’s drug
The craving has been uncovered
The candy… taken over
The child… left with nothing.
Only the craving
The feeling of the rush
Back once more
The desire
To feel the blood pumping
The candy, beating through the veins
Just one last rush
For that is all the child has left
That and the mere memory
Of the best day of the child’s life….
Author notes
well incase u didnt get this i used the child and candy, as a sort of metaphore for a person on drugs... now although i myself have never done drugs, i so know a few people or do regularly. so they (unknowningly) inspired me to write this at tafe today.... clearly i wasnt very busy
anyway let me no what you think of it... i usually write rhymes (as most of you know), but this time i thought i'd try something new
peace out
Please tell me what you think
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great metaphor
wow i think its great and definatley puts across the message i havent ever done drugs but the 'come down' bit certainly describes what i know from other cravings
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I like this. It's pretty cool that you can write a poem about something that you never experienced yourself. This poem reminds me of someone watching someone be destroyed by drugs and truely understanding what they are going through. As if they are going through the same thing. You have strong empathy for others.
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you really understood this poem, thats pretty much what it was... i was seeing this guy for a while but he was pretty badly addicted to drugs and i'd watch him do them and i could see his life was just getting thrown away, so i rote about it... but tried to make it a little less obvious.
but thank you =]
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wow
what a powerful poem really gets the truth out..for someone who hasnt done drugs you write very well. just as tho you yourself has done it and i think that is amazing..great work and keep it comin
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really great stuff, describes addiction so well
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