Sorry, T.V., I got another screen to check-out.
Sorry, my bodily heart, but I have another hobby
To ruin you until death do us part.
Sorry, my friends, but I got a new addiction.
(And your intuition is wrong if you've
Guessed the words "video game".)
Sorry, druggy fools,
I am not an addition to your shame.
Sorry, mommy and daddy,
I've got my own new set of rules.
Categories:
druggy, addiction,
Form: Free verse
Colored pink,
She waits,
Shivery, blithely,
Aesthetically,
You could say—
Low fidelity.
Colored pink,
The milk
She drinks
Misses and falls
Everywhere.
Beautiful, a
Mountaintop
Piercing the
Sky. Even the
Angels are
Transfixed.
Colored pink,
She tries the
New thing while
Rain races the
Sunset futilely,
Sadly, lovingly.
The rain is
Called Juliet.
Colored pink,
She has lace
That she traces,
She misses the
Call of wine,
The hammock
Of druggy sleep,
Eros.
Colored pink,
Kill her softly,
Then kill her
Roughly, remorselessly,
Color her blue,
Then see it pinker,
Pinker. Squeeze
And show her
It’s real.
Colored pink,
Cigarette
Smoke is
Something you
Learn to like.
Just like being
Pink, you learn
To like it. And
Screaming is
Second nature.
Colored pink,
She speaks
Breathily after
A mint. When
She stretches,
The oceans
Turn flat and
All the sounds
Dissipate.
Colored pink,
She waits,
Quivery, haphazardly,
Dangerously,
You could say—
Amorously.
She feels it,
It’s deadly, she
Needs it, it’s
Her blood.
Categories:
druggy, art, beauty, emotions, girl,
Form: Free verse
My mind goes through all these stages
all these mental rages
it's a lost book with hidden pages
Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
every drug done they call you courageous
this is a timeless past time that is ageless
so many drugs to do
which one will be the downfall of you
come on hurry and choose
they say you snooze you lose
uppers or downers mixed with booze
teenagers without a clue
they walk over their friend on the ground blue
at a raging party that they threw
could not believe what drugs do to you
the mental of someones mind they will chew
right through you too
sure you will be fine go ahead do another line
heart beats out your chest out your spine
America the land of the free or the land of the drugged up mind
more like the land of blind
so open your eyes and see what you find. -TA
Categories:
druggy, abuse, addiction, anxiety, drug,
Form: Lyric
OD to dose after dose
white powder all over clothes
a druggy dream
dying in your sleep but you cant scream
so many drugs that pollute the scene
have to keep coming for the everyday fiend
the drug game is mean
to be seen or unseen if you are seen
better have your sun screen
it's going to get hot
more hot than a building collapsing on fire ready or not
more hot than a blown up spot
like a teen with a straw in his nose
and a shot gun in his mouth ready and cocked
my brain is overstocked
like our grocery stores are overstocked "were hungry"
I have a bloody thought
of a shot up Tupac
that would not talk
just moan "west coast"
turn off the power to my cell phone
my eyes change color people call me two tone
am I really blown why
because I am gone. -TA
Categories:
druggy, black african american, death,
Form: Lyric
Labelled a conspiracy nut because I don't believe mainstream media.
Labelled a terrorist because I think my government lies.
Labelled an Anon because I agree with most their points.
Labelled an anarchist because I think democracy has failed.
Labelled a racist because my skin is white.
Labelled a Bible basher because I believe in god.
Labelled a Dole bum because I didn't have a job.
Labelled a freak because I refuse to conform.
Labelled crazy because my mind works faster.
Labelled lazy because I like to sit and think.
Labelled liberal because I think they have a good heart.
Labelled strange because I observe life.
Labelled a druggy because I smoke weed.
Labelled a hippy because I love the earth.
I am all of these and a lot more! Take your labels from my door!
Categories:
druggy, allusion, anti bullying, character,
Form: I do not know?
Deaths too soon. Abandonment of my shoes
Taken off my feet to walk the street alone.
Sharpness cuts through, bleeds. I groan.
Painful memories won't leave me and I
Relive the pain that made me go insane.
Imprisoned like criminal; lived druggy
Haze, half-crazed, trying to be whole.
I know in my heart what's in my soul.
Will I ever live down, that I was down.
I wish I knew. Feeling ok with my past,
I go back to it, to insure my future
Doesn't repeat what beat the pulp of
My brain. It remains intact, the fact is
Known to be true. I'm seldom blue until
I'm reminded of my downfall to depths
Of my pain. There is no gain in grasping
It and holding on like a bareback mare.
I shared my prison with others likewise.
We all got out, in spite of our demise.
Forever will my memories exist. So be it.
Perhaps it was just meant to be and I'll see
Them all again one day to say I love you.
Categories:
druggy, confusion, depression, health, recovery
Form: Rhyme
I want the sun on its static day
I want the blue wavy reverb of heaven sounds in my ears
tremolo everything
Want back those few London nights
want them back like smack wants the vein of her most dedicated junkie
Kiss god Delilah December and feel golden death
I want the sun pulsating inside of my skin
I want you rouged and druggy
black and blue
When I cross you...kill me then kiss me
-then say you love me...
Only then will I believe your guise of truthfulness i've only heard lies about
Tremolo everywhere in my brain
Categories:
druggy, artsun, drug,
Form: Free verse
wide awake my stomach aches-thinking again will this ever end
wishing to be i the druggy hallways-to drown my cries
not caring i almost died-so wrong and not right
my thoughts their hard to fight-still wide awake
getting harder and harder to take
saying to myself just one more blast before i put it all in the past
wishing the high would forever last
i thought i could take this but i cannot shake it
runnimg around in circles looking for light
at the moment my future's not looking so bright
lie me on the groun i feel as if i'm going to drown
my air is gone it's hard to breath
please shine down on me and set me free
all i see is a dirty needle creeping closer and closer
wanting me until the end calling meit's only true friend
cannot take anymore i want to scream
stay the hell outta my god damn dreams
for dreams do come true i've finally said we are through
i wake up swetty and shaky my head is pounding
all i want is to combust into a million lieces
why does that blast have to mentally last
forever i will want it forever i will long and forever i will fight with all my might
to maybe live another sober day
Categories:
druggy, recovery from...me, me, drug,
Form: Free verse
The incongruity sparkles, dirty diamonds in a drain,
With hackles rising, lips drawn back, in lemon peeling pain;
A psychodrama stage of sleight springboards the stupid head,
“I know,” she thinks, “I’m always right, I know that’s what he said.”
The egotism sponges as a leech ingesting blood,
The eyes are wide, the **** erect, the loins in moistened flood;
A stimulating shafting sort of sycophantic surge.
“His words are all about me now, he can’t control the urge.”
The craziness develops like a Polaroid of junk,
A dustbin lid, a bag of nails, a blue remembered funk;
A schizophrenic symptom in a druggy wrecked-up mind,
Ideas of reference screech, protesting honour is maligned.
The fantasy grows darker like a stain that slowly spreads
Upon the crotch she fumbles with, her fingers cold as lead;
In face of letting loose of grip please don’t forget to smile,
It’s only pretexts in the mind that bothered for a while.
Categories:
druggy, allegory, life, parody, people,
Form: Verse