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A POEM FOR THE ADDICTS
A Poem For The Addicts... (Myself)
Why would I lie to you?
The thought of writing poetry and speaking lines in front of crowds absolutely kills me...
But ever since I was young, the rush of snorting lines in front of crowds absolutely thrilled me.
I went through addiction
Ecstasy every weekend
Pill after pill just to feel less empty...
HOW MANY OF YOU CAN RELATE?
I know people that are 40 years old still taking rocks, pills, and lean to the face...
Don't get me wrong, sometimes I still feel that emptiness in my body taking up so much space
And in these moment, i'm lost...
Frozen in time feeling so out of place.
I look back at my life and think... Should I go back and give in?
Ill just pop 1, drink some water, swallow.....
I freeze up again... thinking, did the pills ever really help me feel less hollow?
The teardrops on the pavement...
The teardrops in the pillowcase...
They were all caused by the FUCKING DRUGS.
At least when I was of them, I could stand up, put on a brave face, and be a thug.
All the pills ever did was mask the hurt I never wanted to deal with.
Took it away and distracted me from the real world real quick.
2 hours of fake love in return for days of depression.
I remember thinking... without these pills, I can't handle the pressure.
It felt so much like I wanted to leave this world...
I say that without need for a lecture...
Because no I would never take my own life, I just know homies who lay 6 feet deep because they felt what I felt and couldn't handle the fight.
OD'ing at 25, jumping off bridges.
All i'm left with is the strength to push through for them... but the same hole in my body and hurt to fill it.
I pray they watch over me to guide me through the days I can't be with them.
The only way I've managed to make it this far, is by putting down those FUCKING DRUGS...
#recovery #addict #drugs #alcoholic #poem #poetry
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A Poem For The Addicts... (Myself)
Why would I lie to you?
The thought of writing poetry and speaking lines in front of crowds absolutely kills me...
But ever since I was young, the rush of snorting lines in front of crowds absolutely thrilled me.
I went through addiction
Ecstasy every weekend
Pill after pill just to feel less empty...
HOW MANY OF YOU CAN RELATE?
I know people that are 40 years old still taking rocks, pills, and lean to the face...
Don't get me wrong, sometimes I still feel that emptiness in my body taking up so much space
And in these moment, i'm lost...
Frozen in time feeling so out of place.
I look back at my life and think... Should I go back and give in?
Ill just pop 1, drink some water, swallow.....
I freeze up again... thinking, did the pills ever really help me feel less hollow?
The teardrops on the pavement...
The teardrops in the pillowcase...
They were all caused by the FUCKING DRUGS.
At least when I was of them, I could stand up, put on a brave face, and be a thug.
All the pills ever did was mask the hurt I never wanted to deal with.
Took it away and distracted me from the real world real quick.
2 hours of fake love in return for days of depression.
I remember thinking... without these pills, I can't handle the pressure.
It felt so much like I wanted to leave this world...
I say that without need for a lecture...
Because no I would never take my own life, I just know homies who lay 6 feet deep because they felt what I felt and couldn't handle the fight.
OD'ing at 25, jumping off bridges.
All i'm left with is the strength to push through for them... but the same hole in my body and hurt to fill it.
I pray they watch over me to guide me through the days I can't be with them.
The only way I've managed to make it this far, is by putting down those FUCKING DRUGS...
#recovery #addict #drugs #alcoholic #poem #poetry
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