Below is the poem entitled One Saturday Night which was written by poet
Carr. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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I was surprised to find that i am not changed.
I knew what it was like to trade my mind for a bowl, to set my senses on fire with just
a few puffs.
But i am no different , i didn't die or scream out. In fact i'm pretty much the same.
Except i long for the feeling of no control ; locked within my self .
I am afraid i unlocked a demon beast i want to ride long and hard till i am violently
yanked off his back.
no, i wasn't changed, i was burned in to deep longing for more crazy un control, I'm a