Submissions by Bigblaze93
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
"My final words"
How many times will I fall into
temptation?
Who can save me from total damnation?
No one can only me.
But I would have to open my eyes to set
myself free.
Meth is a drug like no other.
I've lost it all my mother, hell even lost
my brother.
But does that stop me?
Nope!
Not even a chance.
No matter how bad my life gets,
me and the devil shall dance.
I used to have a life.
I used to have dreams.
I used to think I would live forever,
Or so it seemed.
This kind of life, I would never wish
upon...
temptation?
Who can save me from total damnation?
No one can only me.
But I would have to open my eyes to set
myself free.
Meth is a drug like no other.
I've lost it all my mother, hell even lost
my brother.
But does that stop me?
Nope!
Not even a chance.
No matter how bad my life gets,
me and the devil shall dance.
I used to have a life.
I used to have dreams.
I used to think I would live forever,
Or so it seemed.
This kind of life, I would never wish
upon...
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My love
My love I have seen,
But its not like you think,
She is made from things
Under a sink.
Do you know her?
Her name is methamphetamine.
The day we met is a day
I'll never get back.
She always comes looking
The same,
In a little clear sack.
I feel in love, making a
mistake.
At that moment I didn't know
the risk I was about to take.
She made me fall in love.
From then on she was my
only angel from above.
Most women you can
get a divorse.
But, this is different.
Meth has takin her course.
I'll never...
But its not like you think,
She is made from things
Under a sink.
Do you know her?
Her name is methamphetamine.
The day we met is a day
I'll never get back.
She always comes looking
The same,
In a little clear sack.
I feel in love, making a
mistake.
At that moment I didn't know
the risk I was about to take.
She made me fall in love.
From then on she was my
only angel from above.
Most women you can
get a divorse.
But, this is different.
Meth has takin her course.
I'll never...
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This little sack
As I sit here smoking my meth,
All I can think about,
Is this the start of death?
Day by day I have only one
thing on my mind,
Then come the end of the week,
I head to my dealer,
To see what I can find.
The high is awesome,
No doubt it's true.
What will happen next?
I haven't a clue.
I try to run away,
But it pulls me back in.
Until I lose everything.
What will I do then?
Now it's to late,
I'm to far gone.
When I was high,
I couldn't be wrong.
Now there's no turning
Back.
All I have...
All I can think about,
Is this the start of death?
Day by day I have only one
thing on my mind,
Then come the end of the week,
I head to my dealer,
To see what I can find.
The high is awesome,
No doubt it's true.
What will happen next?
I haven't a clue.
I try to run away,
But it pulls me back in.
Until I lose everything.
What will I do then?
Now it's to late,
I'm to far gone.
When I was high,
I couldn't be wrong.
Now there's no turning
Back.
All I have...
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