Dispicable me
Need I not say
Just learn to play the game
Hit one out of the park
Now living in the 18th century in the dark
Being forced to use your imagination again
Do you wish for quality or quanity?
Nothings cured...
It can only be managed
So you go to your legal drug dealer
Sign your name on blank paper in blood
Now call it even
All drugs legal or not are corupting your very soul
No stopping the enevitable
No dealer has safety as a main priority
Its just a frustrating vicous cycle
Oh, at least your laundries done
While coming undone
Do up the buttons
But nothing matches
You begin to lose sense of reality
Your surroundings are just a fuzzy glare
Pumped full of enough pills to knock out an elephant
Attempting to reases your enviroment
While other beings are playing toss with your brain
You can feel your brain going on short circut wires
An electrical storm is ragging in your mind
In hopes to find the ancient relm of a lost civilization
But there hidden in the many layers (of skin)
Just watch out before someone pulls the pin from this deadly granade
In hopes of winning this war
But there's no horizen
Your minds still playing tricks on you
Categories:
circut, life, drug,
Form: Prose Poetry
A febel flame
Now resides
Because of you
Alot to gain
But more to lose
Because of you
Your voice holds a candle to a lightless heart
Life now surges through a forgotten circut
Unused as it is, it still feels firmiliar
Without you beside me the light grows dim.......
Though not out, it barley burns
Throughout the fortress, for your presence it yerns
Like an overfilled balloon it grows when your near
I step on myself you pretend not to notice
While i keep flapping like a migrating locust
I still dont know what to make of you
Dont even know how to leave when you want me to
With you i could stand forever
We could be toghether
Or we wont
But i cant know
Because of you
Categories:
circut, angst, loss, love, me,
Form: Free verse