Down it goes
My heads stuck to the floor
My teeth are falling out and I'm drowning
Gotta swim
I'm swimming
He's running away and I can't catch him
Fuck
Let me die
Sprawled out with only one wing
Sacrifice me now
Theres ghosts all around and they're coming for me
I feel sick, I can't hold it down
Next thing I know I'm on my bed
There's hieroglyphics everywhere
I can't read them but I know what they say
Why're they moving?
Don't touch! You'll Kill them!
Fucking murderer. Come here and let me hold you
They're watching us
Anarchists
Democrats
Nazis
Fucking Bastards
But your forbidden from these lands
Ha ha
Crafty little fuckers
The bizzars too far but you all find your way
Find your way as the monster comes
Shaking me with incoherent words
I'm sorry, but let me hold you too
The nite is young and everythings distorted
So I'm a little shakey on my legs
Just leave me to indulge
Leave me to find
Never Regret
Author notes
hahaha... yay for imagination enhancers.
Yeah- sorry for the vulgar language. But this was the experience of my first time tripping hardcore and doing drugs. As I said no regrets, It was all in fun and games and decisions.
Written January 29th, 2004
A contest entry
- Drug Addiction by isa.
300 points, ended April 13, 2004, 35 entries
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What did you think
Comments
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this does have a tripping feel to it. i really like it though, very abstract and out there feel also. great write though. i like.
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Wow, did you write this while you were tripping? Cuz i have done that before...pretty wierd shit. Its a great write..really captured your trip very well. Its kinf of chaotic when you are trippin balls..so yeah, great write. good luck in the contest. Thank you for entering!
-Isa -
This poem was total chaos..I like that! It certainly could be interpretated in more ways than one but that's the best part about this poem. Great write!
Edited on Feb 06, 7:51 because 'spelling error=)'.
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