Submissions by Str8toHe11
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
DRUGS POEM
Published
2nd Jun 2015 11:22am
2nd Jun 2015 11:22am
I o I
Please God Please, take away my pain.
I cannot endure another day of living in the blame.
The guilt consumes my every action of empty & despair.
My receptors inhibit a combined despise between myself and the dealers and flare.
Just one day, just one day with out all the miserable pain.
Just one day to be truly happy, just one day to be truly sane.
I know I cried out when I thought you were not by my side, I see clearly now, you were always their , it was me who ran to hide.
I cannot endure another day of living in the blame.
The guilt consumes my every action of empty & despair.
My receptors inhibit a combined despise between myself and the dealers and flare.
Just one day, just one day with out all the miserable pain.
Just one day to be truly happy, just one day to be truly sane.
I know I cried out when I thought you were not by my side, I see clearly now, you were always their , it was me who ran to hide.
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DRUGS POEM
Published
2nd Jun 2015 10:58am
2nd Jun 2015 10:58am
Truth of addiction
In this life
- I've hurt all & myself
In this life
- My strive was only to feed my habits health
In my life
- I have cried myself to sleep
In my life
- My mistakes I do repeat
In my life
- It's been a bitter battle to the end
In my life
- I lived a life of pretend
In my life
- I lived a life of sin
Cause in my life
- I pushed the needle in.
- I've hurt all & myself
In this life
- My strive was only to feed my habits health
In my life
- I have cried myself to sleep
In my life
- My mistakes I do repeat
In my life
- It's been a bitter battle to the end
In my life
- I lived a life of pretend
In my life
- I lived a life of sin
Cause in my life
- I pushed the needle in.
863 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th May 2015 6:40am
6th May 2015 6:40am
Open your eyes
Blind to the truth for to many years, numb to my sprit, only alive for my fears.
I have been awakened and I see so clearly now, the ruling elite are taking us down fast and we need to disavow
In Canada we pay our tribute to the Crown, which we were all lead to believe was all the English royalty around.
The Crown is actually a corporation, which belongs to the Rothchilds and all their rich friends.
In plain sight for anyone who looks, 9/11 was an inside job designed to make the rich richer and cook their books.
All the false flags in the last ten years, all designed to...
I have been awakened and I see so clearly now, the ruling elite are taking us down fast and we need to disavow
In Canada we pay our tribute to the Crown, which we were all lead to believe was all the English royalty around.
The Crown is actually a corporation, which belongs to the Rothchilds and all their rich friends.
In plain sight for anyone who looks, 9/11 was an inside job designed to make the rich richer and cook their books.
All the false flags in the last ten years, all designed to...
625 reads
1 Comment
DRUGS POEM
Published
24th Apr 2015 12:10pm
24th Apr 2015 12:10pm
Fig
Questioning my resolve for replicating mundane, societies views transposed, but the infection the same.
Undoubtedly fabricated is my purpose to survive, purging my soul daily just to feel alive.
Steel stimulates receptors within, pillaged & plundered and miserably chagrin.
Defiantly resolving to persist in chaotic existence, exhausted with feeblemindedness yet I remain balanced on the fence.
Convincing myself the metamorphosis of my futurity is tomorrow, focusing on illusion what instant is no longer borrowed
Undoubtedly fabricated is my purpose to survive, purging my soul daily just to feel alive.
Steel stimulates receptors within, pillaged & plundered and miserably chagrin.
Defiantly resolving to persist in chaotic existence, exhausted with feeblemindedness yet I remain balanced on the fence.
Convincing myself the metamorphosis of my futurity is tomorrow, focusing on illusion what instant is no longer borrowed
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EROTIC POEM
Published
21st Apr 2015 7:37pm
21st Apr 2015 7:37pm
What
b][i][font=Times New Roman][b][i] My god you are so sexy hot
Blonde & blue ugly girl NOT
In the hallways I stand and stare
When you walk by so full of life and flare
And all I can do is just dream of you
When I want to walk up to you and tell you the truth
I have loved you for so very long
My heart it throbs and so does my _____
Your tight little body and a face to match
Soft & beautiful & such a catch
So appealing and pretty I dream of touch
Like a playful kitty I want you so
much
Okay Maybe I'm not a jock football star...
Blonde & blue ugly girl NOT
In the hallways I stand and stare
When you walk by so full of life and flare
And all I can do is just dream of you
When I want to walk up to you and tell you the truth
I have loved you for so very long
My heart it throbs and so does my _____
Your tight little body and a face to match
Soft & beautiful & such a catch
So appealing and pretty I dream of touch
Like a playful kitty I want you so
much
Okay Maybe I'm not a jock football star...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
21st Apr 2015 8:45am
21st Apr 2015 8:45am
Vancouver's notorious downtown Eastside
I live in Vancouver's notorious downtown Eastside.
Where all hope is lost and not one ounce of pride.
What the junkies steal to survive the patrons swallow like a warm flowing tide.
What little money gets passed cause they get ripped off
It's what they do to survive and survive all costs
The blood money gets past to the closest dealer at hand.
This dealer sells them their poison usually to feed his own hand
The money continues far up the drug line
To the next scumbag dealer only selling for dime
He shells out this poison to have his fat stacks and rides...
Where all hope is lost and not one ounce of pride.
What the junkies steal to survive the patrons swallow like a warm flowing tide.
What little money gets passed cause they get ripped off
It's what they do to survive and survive all costs
The blood money gets past to the closest dealer at hand.
This dealer sells them their poison usually to feed his own hand
The money continues far up the drug line
To the next scumbag dealer only selling for dime
He shells out this poison to have his fat stacks and rides...
686 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
21st Apr 2015 6:43am
21st Apr 2015 6:43am
The cure
Your rent is due no where to stay.
Skin fades pale shade of gray.
Your check is late you can't play.
Just want to end this crazy day.
Sky is falling your in a daze.
Find way through this malicious maze.
Work your fingers to the bone.
How do you always hold your own.
Crosshairs of aim but always miss.
Only tripping when you slip.
But your like a rock a solid stone.
Cause you can always hold your own.
Surfin rocks beneath the waves.
Breathing smoke from city haze.
Im like a rock a solid stone.
Always there to hold my own....
Skin fades pale shade of gray.
Your check is late you can't play.
Just want to end this crazy day.
Sky is falling your in a daze.
Find way through this malicious maze.
Work your fingers to the bone.
How do you always hold your own.
Crosshairs of aim but always miss.
Only tripping when you slip.
But your like a rock a solid stone.
Cause you can always hold your own.
Surfin rocks beneath the waves.
Breathing smoke from city haze.
Im like a rock a solid stone.
Always there to hold my own....
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DRUGS POEM
Published
16th Apr 2015 7:28pm
16th Apr 2015 7:28pm
Day in the life
font=Verdana]You have a one track mind
So easy to read
Gotta get going
You got a habit to feed
Can't stay for dinner
Maybe another time
Excuse after excuse
Turn on a dime
One more dinner
That you didn't show
One child's birthday
That you didn't go
Always using excuses
Day after day
receiving the bill
But it's your family that pay
So easy to read
Gotta get going
You got a habit to feed
Can't stay for dinner
Maybe another time
Excuse after excuse
Turn on a dime
One more dinner
That you didn't show
One child's birthday
That you didn't go
Always using excuses
Day after day
receiving the bill
But it's your family that pay
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DARK POEM
Published
10th Apr 2015 9:32am
10th Apr 2015 9:32am
Dear malicious man
To the sick fuck pedophile who stole my youth, stole my spirt and stole my truth. Why could you not have just finished me off, tightened the noose, ended this life that I scoff.
If you could only see now, all the damage you have truly caused, for my life is now is empty, can't keep a woman or a job.
Heroin now removes those memories away, and without a trace, alcohol removes your face, and cocaine is left removing the day.
Your disastrous sick self gratifying wants, led to stealing my soul, my life is so fucken lonely now, and in my heart lays a big hole.
...
If you could only see now, all the damage you have truly caused, for my life is now is empty, can't keep a woman or a job.
Heroin now removes those memories away, and without a trace, alcohol removes your face, and cocaine is left removing the day.
Your disastrous sick self gratifying wants, led to stealing my soul, my life is so fucken lonely now, and in my heart lays a big hole.
...
724 reads
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DRUGS POEM
Published
6th Apr 2015 9:04pm
6th Apr 2015 9:04pm
Good luck chuck
My addiction is not part time employment, it has become a way of life, and there is no enjoyment.
Waking each day memories slowly fading away of a time long ago that was sane.
But when the needle hits the skin it blocks those memories again and takes away all that pain.
the blood money gets made and it's time to get paid to feed something I no longer desire.
And for me it's to late, but if you can relate don't hesitate and get help before you are wired[font=Times New Roman][/font]
Waking each day memories slowly fading away of a time long ago that was sane.
But when the needle hits the skin it blocks those memories again and takes away all that pain.
the blood money gets made and it's time to get paid to feed something I no longer desire.
And for me it's to late, but if you can relate don't hesitate and get help before you are wired[font=Times New Roman][/font]
878 reads
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DRUGS POEM
Published
5th Apr 2015 9:38am
5th Apr 2015 9:38am
Insect
Why oh why oh why
You miserable little house fly
Your always buzzing around my ears
And you've been living here rent free in this house for years.
its time for you to just go away
and leave me alone I don't want to play
Cause now I'm in my eye glaze phase
My intoxicating drug induced haze
I don't want to end your shit like you know I could
Cause I'm at peace with world now and noddin real good
So just go away little fly
Cause your really blowin my high
You miserable little house fly
Your always buzzing around my ears
And you've been living here rent free in this house for years.
its time for you to just go away
and leave me alone I don't want to play
Cause now I'm in my eye glaze phase
My intoxicating drug induced haze
I don't want to end your shit like you know I could
Cause I'm at peace with world now and noddin real good
So just go away little fly
Cause your really blowin my high
917 reads
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DRUGS POEM
Published
4th Apr 2015 3:52pm
4th Apr 2015 3:52pm
Opposition to resistance
With moment arrived, head space and time, clarity of visions comes peace of mind.
Intervals of sobriety followed by incessant drug use, comes perception of immortality an infinite youth.
The decay of provoking and tantalizing thoughts, replaced by pharmaceutical endeavours and costs.
All my evil travels through a needle
to amplify my pain, simplified yet amplified my battle becomes mundane.
Following through seems something I can't do, senselessly destroying when my fees come due.
The frailty of existence space and time, conceiving I would comprehend my life is on now...
Intervals of sobriety followed by incessant drug use, comes perception of immortality an infinite youth.
The decay of provoking and tantalizing thoughts, replaced by pharmaceutical endeavours and costs.
All my evil travels through a needle
to amplify my pain, simplified yet amplified my battle becomes mundane.
Following through seems something I can't do, senselessly destroying when my fees come due.
The frailty of existence space and time, conceiving I would comprehend my life is on now...
701 reads
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