Submissions by Raindog
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am a troubled person who writes about troubling subjects and it seems to make me feel better when I do so , so thanks for your support .
DRUGS POEM
Published
18th Nov 2012 6:07pm
18th Nov 2012 6:07pm
My life
Now days good and bad look the same .
Evil means nothing and the good seem lame .
I used to be such a nice guy, I ain't nice no more.
There was a day when I wouldn't steal a pack of gum from the store.
But now days I go in and have them open the drower .
Get on the floor and I go for the door .
I've done this a few times or more .
It's like this is normal cuz from society I'm torn.
As you know I have to feed that jones.
That's why ya find me out breaking in to your homes.
I will steal all the copper and stick you up for 20 bones.
I mess...
Evil means nothing and the good seem lame .
I used to be such a nice guy, I ain't nice no more.
There was a day when I wouldn't steal a pack of gum from the store.
But now days I go in and have them open the drower .
Get on the floor and I go for the door .
I've done this a few times or more .
It's like this is normal cuz from society I'm torn.
As you know I have to feed that jones.
That's why ya find me out breaking in to your homes.
I will steal all the copper and stick you up for 20 bones.
I mess...
855 reads
2 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
17th Nov 2012 11:18pm
17th Nov 2012 11:18pm
One shot
Six shells in the chamber , but it only takes one .
Some day I would like to leave this world , but I can't afford a gun .
It seems the drugs used me and I got everyone to blame .
It's the same day over and over and shit stays the same.
Maybe it's a sickness of the soul or a flu of the mind .
I believe I will end it all with a flash all in due time .
I'm getting nowhere at a real slow pace.
Even the mirror wont look at my face .
Life has been living me and I want it to stop.
One day the bottom will surely drop .
When I finely hit the bottom I will...
Some day I would like to leave this world , but I can't afford a gun .
It seems the drugs used me and I got everyone to blame .
It's the same day over and over and shit stays the same.
Maybe it's a sickness of the soul or a flu of the mind .
I believe I will end it all with a flash all in due time .
I'm getting nowhere at a real slow pace.
Even the mirror wont look at my face .
Life has been living me and I want it to stop.
One day the bottom will surely drop .
When I finely hit the bottom I will...
837 reads
4 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
17th Nov 2012 10:28pm
17th Nov 2012 10:28pm
Zero
I have gave you all and I'm nothing .
I no longer have a soul.
I see you in everything , I think it must be the drugs that lost control .
I love you and and your Columbian and afghan kisses .
I can't stand my own mind my flaws are listless .
I feel like a man with no heart , cold as the the Ohio sun..
I have walked endless miles just to see you , my body is over done .
I welcome death with open arms and lure it in with life.
I wanted to know what's inside me , so I grabbed a knife.
Yet there is something I see ,but you have no face .
Think of all I...
I no longer have a soul.
I see you in everything , I think it must be the drugs that lost control .
I love you and and your Columbian and afghan kisses .
I can't stand my own mind my flaws are listless .
I feel like a man with no heart , cold as the the Ohio sun..
I have walked endless miles just to see you , my body is over done .
I welcome death with open arms and lure it in with life.
I wanted to know what's inside me , so I grabbed a knife.
Yet there is something I see ,but you have no face .
Think of all I...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
15th Nov 2012 2:52am
15th Nov 2012 2:52am
Hospital blues
I look to further this poppy eclipse .
I taste it on my lips .
The soup and leather .
A fiend and a caldron .
The spirits appeared .
Smack in the face .
Steady drone on beeps.
Obituary on the table .
No reason why but why not .
I wasent scared just scared .
Only the phones are dead .
Many times over the edge .
Yet this one cut it close.
Now one comes to my side.
I'm drowning in my shadows.
Unseen hands pull at my back .
It takes me .... Lusts for my soul.
I should if ended this many years ago.
I See it all again . ...
I taste it on my lips .
The soup and leather .
A fiend and a caldron .
The spirits appeared .
Smack in the face .
Steady drone on beeps.
Obituary on the table .
No reason why but why not .
I wasent scared just scared .
Only the phones are dead .
Many times over the edge .
Yet this one cut it close.
Now one comes to my side.
I'm drowning in my shadows.
Unseen hands pull at my back .
It takes me .... Lusts for my soul.
I should if ended this many years ago.
I See it all again . ...
714 reads
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DRUGS POEM
Published
15th Nov 2012 1:52am
15th Nov 2012 1:52am
Street thing
I gave blood today only to take it back , it's been that way all I can say is I'm going back to black .
The pain came from yesterday's tomarrow maybe in the future I can give it back .
trade it in for something new and waste that too and one day I can pick up what I lack .
I am numb from the head up and now a days I carry a strap.
running from the Holy Ghost that hates me most , that should of appeared in my morning nap .
All I'd like is a cup of tea and that boy to take me back .
To the life I love and the sky above and another doggie sack . ...
The pain came from yesterday's tomarrow maybe in the future I can give it back .
trade it in for something new and waste that too and one day I can pick up what I lack .
I am numb from the head up and now a days I carry a strap.
running from the Holy Ghost that hates me most , that should of appeared in my morning nap .
All I'd like is a cup of tea and that boy to take me back .
To the life I love and the sky above and another doggie sack . ...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
12th Nov 2012 10:58pm
12th Nov 2012 10:58pm
Vagrancy
I live next to you on the floor , you may know me and again you may not.
I fill the glass and pollute the pluming , I poison your mind .
I feed you daily soup from your spoon i clean the pipes and stoke the fire .
You follow me down I pull you by the arm , I am certain we have met before
We share blood , I am in you , we got it .
We see each other in the same mirror and share the plate of the dogs food .
When you miss behave I come home and give you the belt .
I'm a strict displnarian , you can do no good .
You get the point , its sometimes even splattered...
I fill the glass and pollute the pluming , I poison your mind .
I feed you daily soup from your spoon i clean the pipes and stoke the fire .
You follow me down I pull you by the arm , I am certain we have met before
We share blood , I am in you , we got it .
We see each other in the same mirror and share the plate of the dogs food .
When you miss behave I come home and give you the belt .
I'm a strict displnarian , you can do no good .
You get the point , its sometimes even splattered...
710 reads
0 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
12th Nov 2012 10:43pm
12th Nov 2012 10:43pm
Dark side of the spoon
You got carbon on your hands , dust in your mind .
Evryone sees but it's ok cause your blind .
You declare your self a god , you close stained red ,
This bothers you badly when you shaking in bed.
Stills the soup simmers , the timing is soon ,
You stand waiting on the dark side of the spoon .
I will see you tomorrow you will see you need me bad ,
Ain't I the very best you have had .
You believe the lies and your feeling the hate ,
Wait many hours but I always show up late .
You need me bad and you know that good ,
Go Do all the thing ya never said...
Evryone sees but it's ok cause your blind .
You declare your self a god , you close stained red ,
This bothers you badly when you shaking in bed.
Stills the soup simmers , the timing is soon ,
You stand waiting on the dark side of the spoon .
I will see you tomorrow you will see you need me bad ,
Ain't I the very best you have had .
You believe the lies and your feeling the hate ,
Wait many hours but I always show up late .
You need me bad and you know that good ,
Go Do all the thing ya never said...
1059 reads
3 Comments
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