Mirakee
This weed pipe is and and the sigs
©my_secret_life
#drugs
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w3ston
2w
"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
©w3ston -
Addict
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
3w
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
Sensationalized
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 -
The best way to describe her...
Shes aggressive,
but not possessive;
Jealous,
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 -
Fake smile
That guy's one fake smile make me love my life as drugs.
©weirdo_notes -
Drugs
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
@allymohh -
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
©vegiisaur -
Twisted
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.
©deadlittlesongbird -
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.
Pain.
©guafevc -
Part 1
When you feel like there is nothing left,
Except sins of the flesh.
It makes you not feel,
and nothing seems real.
You stay in the present,
because everything seems less relevant.
This action stops the pain,
the hateful names,
the memories that won't fade.
Sex is like a drug,
You can never get enough.
You become addicted,
And that makes you feel conflicted.
This is supose to be physical love,
But your using it like a suppressive drug.
You wish that it was enough.
Sex has become your love drug.
©swiftlove -
Affliction
I was stricken by the affliction of my addiction. Veins being constricted, air ways became restricted, a happy life was depicted but sickness was inflicted now I live my life conflicted and sickened as I lay twitching with my schizophrenic suspicion, heart pumping like pistons. Switching veins like a car switchin lanes. When I'm gone please remember my name, don't let it be taken in vain as I lay here R.I.P, Resting In Pain with my soul tied in chains my life was conquered by the game.
©brknpoet -
Narcotics
Too sad to eat,
Too numb to sleep,
My pills help me function
For my sanity they help me keep.
Sometimes four or five
Maybe six or seven
With a little alcohol on the side
Makes life feel like heaven.
My ecstacy is my rock
Mary Jane is my lover
Cocaine is my oxygen
Oh my God when will this pain be over?!
My life is all about puffing clouds
And injecting substances through my veins
For I know one day this will all end
I mean there cant be a rainbow without a little rain.
©aintbroken8 1
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wifey_suicide
15w
G.O.A.T.
Anything that is true, is labeled a conspiracy
Which leaves life nothing but a mystery
You can have thousands of sources
And still have a theory
Not because nobody wants to hear it
It’s because all of it is in bits and pieces
Nothing makes sense
Life is nothing but a evil joke
And you have to put the puzzle together
Without looking at the picture
The devil wants nothing but your throat
He’s the greatest of all time, that’s why he’s a goat
He makes you believe money is the only way for hope and change
While you spend it all on pizza
Even that has a story of it’s own
But truth to be told
Nobody even holds family close
They rather be the lonely lost sheep, than the pack of the wolf
To keep us all protected
The devil mocks on all creation
While we all forget about the Constitution and Bill of Rights
While the devil creates a new app, united we fall into hatred and confusion
Normalizing what is wrong, so we hate on the things that are right
Selling sexual body parts to pedophilia without being labeled prostitution while overdosing on drugs, while being told it would help mental health, before seeking actual help, while the neighbor’s kid goes missing, while we stay stuck inside losing our minds to a disease so deadly, that only a mask can save us this time.
That’s only one percent of it.
Open your third eye.
The devil is brilliant for ruining our lives.
©wifey_suicide -
Don't let people use your like a cigarette,
They only use you when they are bored and
Step on you when they are done.
Be like the drugs
Let them die for you.
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thawarriorpoet
15w
I've tried drugs once.
It was in her eyes,
her touch;
The way my stolen shirt
hung slightly off of
her shoulder.
She was all the "high"
I wanted to feel.
I was an addict
for the substance
she possessed.
©Tha Warrior-Poet -
Took a pill for my depression,
But depression was my pill.
Every breakdown was like a session,
But drugs are less likely to kill.
©ezza2004 -
Fidget
I tap my fingers
I tap my toes
I bite my lips
I pull on my clothes
I hum a disorganised
Harmony
I punch the wall
Just to feel free
I've popped some pills
I've smoked some bush
I've drank some shit
And went right back to kush
I bite my hands
And stomp my feet
I do a small dance
That I never complete
I spin and sway
And make little beats
That blow me away
But I struggle to repeat
I thrust my hips
I reach for the sky
But I'm not fucking around
And I don't wanna fly
I stomp, stomp, stomp
I think about my life
I kick, kick, kick
And I like to play with knives
I try to find myself
By copying you
But I hate the way you are
I hate the things you do
So I tap my fingers and
I tap my toes
And run around staring at
This great big world
And I hum, hum, hum
Some songs to myself
And walk around acting
Like I don't need anyone else
©coldstar13 2 1
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thediarylifea
Hello writer,
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High
The reason I get high is because I’m depressed, I’m depressed because you make me cry, the way you make me feel makes me wanna die and that’s why I get high
@moondot13 1 2
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wifey_suicide
18w
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Addiction is anything you’re addicted to.
#quotes #drugs #badhabits #escape #reality #happiness #pain #run #away #quote #writing #addiction #attractAddiction becomes an antidote.
©wifey_suicide
