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  • goatwisht 1w


    See, star
    I got too many scarce
    Since, I caught to the moon
    But, I don't know the surface,
    To stand on.
    I went too far.
    7 years I hv been dreaming for purpose
    See, I got no death wish.
    Now I find my mind is a circus
    Searching for Euphoria,
    instead of Chasing my Dreams
    Till what's left is carcass.

  • terbell 1w

    I Can't Feel

    I cant feel
    But it hurts
    One drink
    I'm drowning again
    Another drink
    I feel again
    It's never the end
    Until I'm numb

  • aceclofenac 2w

    It gives you pleasure for sometime,
    But it slowly kills you everytime.

  • lylbeeez 2w


    without you I am sick, and with you I am numb.
    with you its as if all my pain and worries are gone.
    without you I am sick, right down to my core.

    one day I will be free of you.
    I will be strong, and walk away.
    I will not let you take me, like you have taken some of my friends.

  • frankly_moloch 4w


    And, i wanna love again,
    love, like it's one last time,
    when you were good to me,
    where my eyes cried to you,
    love, before saying grace,
    when everything clicks on,
    where regrets are resolved,
    and, i wanna sleep again,
    sleep, like it's only a vision,
    of us getting in together,
    hallicinating, yet tempting,
    who knows, in due course,
    maybe, nevermore.


    #damned #roxanne #impossible #dreams #drugs #substanceabuse #nevermore #indigopuffs #grace #solong #mirakeewrites #wrotersnetwork

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  • f_m_daniel 9w

    Excerpt: Too Tired To Dream

    The blood in my veins fight to dominate the drugs flowing through them
    If I wasn't too tired to dream
    I could will myself to stop
    My mind altered
    My heart left to bleed
    My life becomes a blur
    Have I always been this broken?
    "Just a little, it couldn't possibly mean much'
    "Just a sniff, just a taste, how high can I get if I take it with scotch'
    A groan escaped my lips
    "If I should die lord,
    Please don't let me die high"
    Maybe if I could live through the night
    I'd have a dream
    Maybe just a dream of me smiling, just a sign
    Maybe a dream of you in the same room as me
    But I'm just too tired to dream
    Too sleepy to dial the emergency number
    And too high to die.

  • starkanonymous 11w

    Don't Let Yourself Be Fooled

    deception of feeling

    feel great most the time

    with Clothos unspooling

    The Cloth of Your Life

    E(x)cstasty's pleasant

    whether pill form or real

    when everything's perfect

    enjoy how you feel

    SHOCK the receptors

    endorphins, they flow

    you f*ck your independence

    when you depend on dope.

    (All Rights Reserved)

  • african_nate 11w

    She let out a wail
    A cry for help to no avail
    So she turned to pills
    The pain to kill
    Her heart turned numb
    But was she that dumb?
    To mistake it all for a gain
    Was she waiting to sink again
    To realise the pleasure wasn't worth the pain?

  • my_secret_life 16w

    This weed pipe is and and the sigs

  • w3ston 17w

    "Life in the game is not a place to play games"

    What it is,
    is what it is.
    And it's gonna be what it's gonna be.

    (Rough draft, right off the top of the dome)

    I have three questions to ask the reader.
    If you answer yes to one of them. Then you have experienced life in a similar way as we have. But for the purpose of those who have not been through the "most" I have to add examples of real life situations. The feelings during and the outcome.
    Also I know that the "most" in my life maybe not the same as others, and don't deny that the "most" could be opposite situations but the same lessons learned and the same pain felt. With that said.

    1.would you help a person who needs it even if they stole lied or hurt you?
    2.have you slept outside or had nobody in your phone contacts to call
    3.have you been spiritual awakened or experienced things that people call you crazy for speaking about?

    This GAME is a serious thing to be involved in. 9/10 people are gonna get the worst outcome. Death. Prison. Waisted time. Kids become users and thugs. Cheating. The
    Look of you changes. Money gone. Respect gone. If you are in the game and still wet behind the ears... My only advice is this.
    Learn chess and apply "those principles to all aspects of the game. The rest is understood and does not need to be said". And then everyone assumes there positions and awaits there outcomes. If that's the choice you want to make and the chance you are willing to take. Respect. I don't knock it. As long as you get the most from it. And I'm not meaning money or jewelery or women or clout . I mean the wisdom from the knowledge you get from the life lessons and experiences. And don't become a Savage in the mix of savages. The worst of the worst. As dark as you can get. From loosing weight maybe your biggest problems all the way down to covering up murders. To demonic entities coming physical and angry. To snow to heat and total absence of God....

    I'll finish this "rant" and "lesson" and my life's experience if there is any interest. In this one.. no point to blab about personal life when it's not relivent to the life's around me. I'm used to being alone. If u want my storey share and like and when it touches 50. I'll go into depth and truth about the reality that is shared among us all. Only from my perspective. If you choose to recognize you will see. If you choose to ignore and leave that door shut then I guess your ignorance is your bliss. Much love and respect to my friend out there

  • tulipkaira 18w


    Thinking of the people I left behind,
    my selfishness broke many hearts and leaving never ending tears........
    My addiction can't be destroyed......
    Leaving everything that holds meaning.....
    Living on streets just to get high......
    With bruises on arms, ragged clothes, unkempt hair....
    Nothing can be undone.....
    Beacon of light that is present before is not visible in the darkness that I plunge myself into.
    © Kairatulip

  • devilfish 18w

    American Shield

    I feel patriotically boastful
    I feel optimistically unstoppable
    And realistically the chance of my win is very plausible but the cheers are inaudible as they are falsified
    Duplicated to to the point where
    Authenticity has been compromised
    Magnified into a hyperbolic exorcise
    Or all it's meaning refraction of the light
    Immortalized with the footprints left under light or red white and blue stripes
    Of red rotten fruit not fit for eating
    Which once seemed ripe

  • thawarriorpoet 19w

    The best way to describe her...
    Shes aggressive,
    but not possessive;
    of only the way
    I kiss bottles of wine;
    and Toxic,
    in all manners
    of making love;
    She is truly a drug,
    The one I crave always.

    ©Tha Warrior-Poet

  • weirdo_notes 21w

    Fake smile

    That guy's one fake smile make me love my life as drugs.

  • allymohh 22w


    All they wanted was him to go wrong
    Because all the way around he was
    Something different
    There he always stood, stood with his charm

    Now all they see is him way beyond
    For he has turned into the ground
    Tis not him we say
    He's a mess we say
    But all he tell is that he's ok

    Sympathic eyes lay on him
    As there stood people who cared
    And loved around him

    But he won't see them
    For under control he is
    All he see is nothing but a cloud of distress

    A world full of Chaos is what he see
    Melancholic music is all he can hear
    Triump of numbness is what he feel

    Deep down he know he's a mess
    For he was a boy
    With nothing but fear fullness

  • vegiisaur 23w

    Austin Roose

    I could see it in your eyes
    You never wanted this life
    You tell yourself lies
    Just trying to survive
    Your always wanted out
    I swore you'd make it someday
    See what life's all about
    Keep in touch along the way
    You made it out alright
    I just heard the news
    The drugs won the fight
    I really wish it wasn't you
    But sitting here today
    I can hear it in your voice
    Every time you'd say
    You wish life gave you a choice
    The decision was yours
    Going back to the Queen
    Only four weeks ago
    I was proud you were clean
    So imagine my surprise
    And the sheer disbelief
    When you met your demise
    Now you're free from the grief

  • deadlittlesongbird 23w


    Damn my green injured eyes
    Searching yours, trying to find
    That unknown thing deep inside
    The reason why you hate me.

    That look in your eyes
    Is it the high?
    Or mainly resigned?

    We were sick, a little twisted
    Fractured by the pain.
    We know we are not the only ones
    Who cave, give in, before going insane.

    You only smile when you're high,
    I can only laugh when I'm drunk.
    These two pieces fall apart.

    Damn your blue, empty eyes
    Gazing into mine
    As the knife punctures my gut,
    Delving for an answer.

    That shadow in your eyes
    Is it just stoned,
    Or mixed with dead inside?

    Cut me deep to solve your riddle,
    The last piece in the vast puzzle
    Of why I loathe you,
    Yet somehow still love you.

    From this hurt I realize
    You try so hard to control me
    With the drugs that control you.

  • guafevc 26w

    Emotion Series: Pain

    I know, we said we wouldn't do it again.
    But baby the pain is too hard to take.
    A needle is all that is needed to partake.
    And feel the euphoria wash the pain away.
    And asleep we go, where there is no pain.

    I know we said we wouldn't do it again.
    But the crying, won't go away.
    White smoke from shard keep it distances away.
    Even though it's temporary, it helps me through another day.
    As we come down, the crash keeps it at bay.

    I know we said we wouldn't do it again.
    But the pain is getting in the way.
    A pill and we dance the night away.
    We have till 2am to get high and crossfaded.
    Until then, it keeps the pain away.


  • subhamrizal 34w

    Dark Side of the Descent.

    I know a man, who
    Hates the hunk he
    Encounters in the mirror.
    He sniffed too much pleasure.

    I know a boy, who
    Wants to play with
    The ceiling and the gravity.
    He smoked too much consciousness.

    Same man walked the
    street like soldier but
    Only after making
    Letters of salt on the table

    The boy solved the
    Pending calculus, but
    Only after rolling
    A long bullet of paper.

  • dreamersneverlearn 63w

    Into the crevice

    Living in your head isn't as bad as it seems, with the help of my favorite pastime.
    In my mind i am happy, i travel, im in love with life. I can endure just about anything. I do not need a single friend or lover. I will one day climb that hill, in my own way. I will have the life my parents did not. I will be happy.
    .... drugs are wearing off....
    Where is my passion? Where is my hope? I want to go back , to that place where i can still feel your face, the cold wind, the look in your eyes.
    Drugs have wore off. I am alone. I have no dreams , no love. I have no hope. I truly despise my life. I need to go back.
    I need another dose, to live in my head.