Poetry Blogs (2019, Drugs)
I wanted to do a poem today to provoke a thought or thinking about the insanity of taking drugs. I have known many people succumb to Heroin and painkillers, alcohol and it all seems so futile I myself suffered with addiction through mental illness. Its a terrible thing and very dark. So here is my attempt at describing this disease.
Bereft of feeling
Stare into the abyss
Monday 18th March 2019 9:20 am
My heart aches, and clouds hold fast my mind
Thought still I hear
The silence of the waves
The silence of their Siren pull
wash like hemlock through my senses
Their echoes crashing on my island shore
Returning to the sea
Their hushed harmony
Foams surging up my beaches
A descant imprinted on my strand
Whispering back to the squalls
Thursday 14th March 2019 3:56 pm
Cathy was my friend.
I was twenty.
Cathy was twenty three.
at British Home Stores.
On the counter
and smells jostled.
Colours for the nose.
Candy for the eye.
She was pretty.
We’d meet in
We’d get stoned.
And go and
Sunday 10th February 2019 11:05 pm
We took acid
We stumbled across
With reds and yellows
Blues and glowing
In our heads
And called and yelled
We were famous
And we went home
We became a football team
And kicked the ball in
The living room
Where we did
Saturday 9th February 2019 6:15 pm
The darkness falls under my skin,
I hate my life and my soul within',
I'm trapped in my mind and I'm full of sin,
I'm fighting the devil and I cannot win,
Complacent thoughts are spinning around,
I hear His voice but there is no sound,
He showed me the way, the truth and the life,
The battle is won, I won the fight,
Come on devil your talk is cheap,
I've played my cards so read 'em and we...
Tuesday 15th January 2019 6:01 am
Lost and Found Pt 2
3 am. in the morning, on a dark, dank night
I opened the door to demons, my Soul taking flight
A tote on a bong, filled with ‘Lebanese black’
I’d lost my Soul, for certain there was no turning back
An ‘OBE’ as I’d never had before
Disregarding the warning, written on the door
In exile, the door slammed shut, tightly closed
Locked from the ou...
Thursday 10th January 2019 9:56 pm
Black tar and needle scars,
I pull it back and let it rip,
It's time to trip I take a hit,
My heart skips I'm loving it,
Twisted things and smoking everything,
Angelic wings flying high like a king,
Powdered wishes and doing fat ishes,
Taking in poison is rather delicious,
This dark liquid death has me out of breath,
Not a worry in the world not even HEP,
I crush it u...
Thursday 10th January 2019 3:55 am
Needles and pipes are a way of life,
These temptations I have are hard to fight,
The rush I get is all too sweet,
Nodding out and drooling on my feet,
I snap out of it and want some more,
I fill up the rig its shot number four,
This cycle repeats until I run out,
I start to panic without a doubt,
What do I do? How do I get my fix,
Drugs and crime are not a good mix,
Whats with these thou...
Thursday 10th January 2019 12:11 am
If someone tells you are insane,
And they are telling you there is something wrong with your brain,
It coul be true it could be lies,
If you are pschotic you can tell by your eyes,
If you have caused this by your own being,
Then when you look in the mirror a total basket case,
Is what you will be seeing,
You may have taken cocaine, you may have taken weed,
If you have then ...
Tuesday 8th January 2019 4:03 pm