Morphine Poems - Poems about Morphine

Uh huh, yeah Uh huh, uh huh, yeah Yeah, uh huh Yeah Yeah, here we go Uh huh, mmm 'Bout to lay down another track, y'all Mmhmm, yeah for you Mmhmm, yeah Mmhmm, oh, yeah Uh huh, here we go Uh huh Alright, I'm about to About to, I'm about to start it for real, uh huh Here we go Uh huh, yeah Yeah, uh huh, yeah AHH, *ahem* Uh huh, uh huh,...

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Her spirit lingered for days, wandering around the hospital visiting her friends, making small talk Some heard, others thought she was a mosquito spirit returned to Room 119 often, to check on body Body was having a difficult time Chest rattle said it was time to go Body would not give up Spirit was hoping hospice would come in Morphine! Spirit yelled, and lots...

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I’ve been hit in the open gruesome daylight, Blue and goosebumped shaking, trembling in the cold. I’ve been marked by a consequential madness, White and frightened treading in what I’ve been told. I trusted and I had hope. Only to learn what I can see for myself. I trusted and I had hope. Now how do I live when the meaning for living is...

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Morphine induced dream In a sedated scene Killer clowns are on the loose And mixing with the zombies Out for blood and out for flesh I heard blood curdling screams From victims of this horror show That are virgin and teens All prey to the nightmares All trying to flee The circus of horror Of their dreamscape belief Trapped inside their conscious minds Filled with psychotic memories Induced by...

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Mum, can I go out for a cigarette? No, you've been in an accident you're in traction. Mum, can I go out for a cigarette? No, you've been in an accident you're in traction. Mum, can I go out for a cigarette? No. You've been in an...

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Endorphin power is about positive politics; it votes with little fading feet running away from negative politics and WinLose competing economies of victimization, marginalization. Stress, dissonance, competitive over-indulgence are toxic including to the abundant production of endorphin, which, like its endo-morphine namesake, creates a peaceful co-empathic trust feeling that it's safe to believe all is well, has become well, and will continue well, both endo-symbiotically and...

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Welcome to the city of Morphine where it rains acid and you feel no pain A city where everyone is numb to the world Where people dwell in the slums of misery Shattered lives and shattered glass cover the streets of Morphine fiends wander down the alleys of agony Written Keith Edward Baucum...

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The percent of my body isn't at one hundred anymore. I walk this earth as others, yet I realize I was born different. Memories of the past still haunt me as if I was Ebenezer Scrooge. Late night worships of the one thing that kept me sane in this deranged world, is the only...

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10/1/14 Battered knuckles and crazed smile Broken china and acidic bile Fleeting Psychosis lost contact with reality My past-life diagnosis seems to be shattering Gripping metal tables, while stripped down to nothing Ties over wrists and ankles, heart monitor humming Poked by useless needles Jabbed at by doctors All I do is sing nursery rhymes as the fill out their rosters Therapists try hard To get me to talk But I just grab my...

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Anaesthetise me Still I'll dance through your dreams With a ballerinas mastery A candid cliche Your lips taste like morphine But I'll love you anyway Hearts grow weaker Preserve the love I'm promising It won't last forever...

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I cry for you with poppy tears, My lover somniferum, sleep-bringing wonder, Dreamer. For the sweet, delirious Heaven Of your pure, red rock heart, And for the black tar incense of your opiate Lips, laced with midnight oil. You're the White Lady's gold dust; My own brand of Mr. Blue. Poppies will put you to sleep, like a seed, You taste like addiction, drawn into...

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I deal with the pain to no avail Morphine in the cabinet yells its hail I pop the pills hoping for some relief But I am in turmoil, my belief Constant ups and downs in my life I fear being an addict to my future wife But I can’t help it, the pain is strong Life should’t be like this, it is...

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