Submissions by heatherb
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
DRUGS POEM
Published
4th Jan 2012 6:55pm
4th Jan 2012 6:55pm
mother 'n law
all you do
is bitch, whine
and complain
all day long
about everything
i am tired of hearing it
i want it to stop
from 8 in the morning till 11 o'clock
in your eyes I'm nothing
you might think that's true
but i am different now
and will never go back
to what i used to do
you don't understand me
i guess you never will
you think I'm trash
how do you think that makes me feel
your accusations hurt
and all i know to do
is to take care of my family
and stay away from you
is bitch, whine
and complain
all day long
about everything
i am tired of hearing it
i want it to stop
from 8 in the morning till 11 o'clock
in your eyes I'm nothing
you might think that's true
but i am different now
and will never go back
to what i used to do
you don't understand me
i guess you never will
you think I'm trash
how do you think that makes me feel
your accusations hurt
and all i know to do
is to take care of my family
and stay away from you
782 reads
2 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
4th Jan 2012 6:26pm
4th Jan 2012 6:26pm
sober regret
i thought it was bad
taking it everyday
but this is bad
the hell that i pay
for saying goodbye
and trying to be free
i thought there was
something better for me
but i was wrong
this takes too long
i wish i could go back
i can't take it anymore
i want it to go now
and i don't care how
i don't want to give up
but this shit sucks
i'm not strong enough for this
i will never reach the bliss
I AM OVER IT!
taking it everyday
but this is bad
the hell that i pay
for saying goodbye
and trying to be free
i thought there was
something better for me
but i was wrong
this takes too long
i wish i could go back
i can't take it anymore
i want it to go now
and i don't care how
i don't want to give up
but this shit sucks
i'm not strong enough for this
i will never reach the bliss
I AM OVER IT!
1017 reads
4 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2012 8:11pm
3rd Jan 2012 8:11pm
METHod of madness
I'd float a boat
and clean my house
never wanting to settle down
I'd be up for days
losing my mind
never knowing when it was time
to stop this madness i was in
not even knowing that it began
my days were running together
each minute lasting forever
the paranoia creeping in
i would lock all my doors
peeking through the window
while sitting on the floor
when would this end
this drug is not my friend
and clean my house
never wanting to settle down
I'd be up for days
losing my mind
never knowing when it was time
to stop this madness i was in
not even knowing that it began
my days were running together
each minute lasting forever
the paranoia creeping in
i would lock all my doors
peeking through the window
while sitting on the floor
when would this end
this drug is not my friend
971 reads
3 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2012 8:06pm
3rd Jan 2012 8:06pm
methadone
i fell in love with methadone
the big orange wafers
made me feel at home
i would rush to the doctor
and a seat i would take
never knowing
how long i would wait
the pharmacist would say
here you are
i would twist the bottle open
right in my car
i would swallow some pills
and feel it go down my throat
hoping that i would not choke
30 minutes later i would feel it all
not much longer
my head would fall
the big orange wafers
made me feel at home
i would rush to the doctor
and a seat i would take
never knowing
how long i would wait
the pharmacist would say
here you are
i would twist the bottle open
right in my car
i would swallow some pills
and feel it go down my throat
hoping that i would not choke
30 minutes later i would feel it all
not much longer
my head would fall
835 reads
1 Comment
DRUGS POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2012 2:48am
3rd Jan 2012 2:48am
xanax
small blue pills
i called footballs
i would eat them all
they would make me fall
have a drink
and you wont remember at all
what you did
and what you said
how you fell
and hit your head
i don't even remember going to bed
where am i now
i don't know this place
who are you
i don't remember your face
how did i get here
is this hell
or did i again
wake up in jail
i called footballs
i would eat them all
they would make me fall
have a drink
and you wont remember at all
what you did
and what you said
how you fell
and hit your head
i don't even remember going to bed
where am i now
i don't know this place
who are you
i don't remember your face
how did i get here
is this hell
or did i again
wake up in jail
2610 reads
2 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2012 2:44am
3rd Jan 2012 2:44am
withdrawal
i got the shakes to go
for now anyway
but the pain is bad
and its here to stay
i just want it to stop
i need a break
but all i can think
is what should i take
the small blue pill
helps my nerves
the orange strips
help my world
but none of them last
and the hell comes back
my break would be gone
as fast as it came
leaving me playing
this never ending game
for now anyway
but the pain is bad
and its here to stay
i just want it to stop
i need a break
but all i can think
is what should i take
the small blue pill
helps my nerves
the orange strips
help my world
but none of them last
and the hell comes back
my break would be gone
as fast as it came
leaving me playing
this never ending game
719 reads
1 Comment
DRUGS POEM
Published
2nd Jan 2012 6:16pm
2nd Jan 2012 6:16pm
gateway
its good to be honest
so i must say
i have been high everyday...
it started with weed
i would smoke it alot
then i got tired
of doing just pot
then i made a little pink friend
it was so easy to just give in
it made me feel good
it made me feel free
so i searched and found
something stronger for me
now i found a round yellow pill
i loved the way it would make me feel
i crushed it up and put it in a spoon
then sucked it up in the syringe i would use
i saw the blood and i hit the vein
then i knew there would...
so i must say
i have been high everyday...
it started with weed
i would smoke it alot
then i got tired
of doing just pot
then i made a little pink friend
it was so easy to just give in
it made me feel good
it made me feel free
so i searched and found
something stronger for me
now i found a round yellow pill
i loved the way it would make me feel
i crushed it up and put it in a spoon
then sucked it up in the syringe i would use
i saw the blood and i hit the vein
then i knew there would...
912 reads
5 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
2nd Jan 2012 6:09pm
2nd Jan 2012 6:09pm
too late
i fill the bowl and heat it up
then i take one big puff
a big white cloud of smoke
comes rolling out
that is what it is all about
then i see that small green pill
that is when it goes down hill
i wipe it off and crush it down
put it in a spoon with heat all around
i stick it in my arm and see the blood
that is when i know i am good
i feel a rush to my head
i hope I'm not dead
then i see a bright sign
and i know its my time
then i take one big puff
a big white cloud of smoke
comes rolling out
that is what it is all about
then i see that small green pill
that is when it goes down hill
i wipe it off and crush it down
put it in a spoon with heat all around
i stick it in my arm and see the blood
that is when i know i am good
i feel a rush to my head
i hope I'm not dead
then i see a bright sign
and i know its my time
739 reads
1 Comment
DRUGS POEM
Published
1st Jan 2012 7:59pm
1st Jan 2012 7:59pm
madness
i am tired of all the madness
being here each day
it is causing so much sadness
my life so far away
i have been gone for so long
with everything going wrong
it has been tough, but
has it been long enough
i must change the way i think
it wont be long before i sink
i will not get another chance
i am tired of this same dance
Ive got one more chance at life
i have to get it right
i could live in this same hell
or my future could be bright
being here each day
it is causing so much sadness
my life so far away
i have been gone for so long
with everything going wrong
it has been tough, but
has it been long enough
i must change the way i think
it wont be long before i sink
i will not get another chance
i am tired of this same dance
Ive got one more chance at life
i have to get it right
i could live in this same hell
or my future could be bright
769 reads
2 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
1st Jan 2012 7:54pm
1st Jan 2012 7:54pm
pain
i am all alone in this world
all Ive got is me
i must figure out
how i can be free
i am in a new place now
trying to survive there
but it is hard to make it
with all the wear and tear
Ive put my body through it all
and built many walls
now i must take them down
but i am afraid of whats around
there are no excuses
for the choices i have made
i am the one
who has caused the most pain
all Ive got is me
i must figure out
how i can be free
i am in a new place now
trying to survive there
but it is hard to make it
with all the wear and tear
Ive put my body through it all
and built many walls
now i must take them down
but i am afraid of whats around
there are no excuses
for the choices i have made
i am the one
who has caused the most pain
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DRUGS POEM
Published
1st Jan 2012 1:47am
1st Jan 2012 1:47am
lost
my bags are packed
and i am ready to go
to a dark place
that nobody knows
i want to hide in a room
and lock the door
i want to bend a spoon
and pass out on the floor
i have to stop the voices i hear
who keep telling me the end is near
the thrive and survive
and live on my fear
i have lived this life for so long
where did it all go so wrong
no matter how hard i try
i feel like i could never say goodbye
and i am ready to go
to a dark place
that nobody knows
i want to hide in a room
and lock the door
i want to bend a spoon
and pass out on the floor
i have to stop the voices i hear
who keep telling me the end is near
the thrive and survive
and live on my fear
i have lived this life for so long
where did it all go so wrong
no matter how hard i try
i feel like i could never say goodbye
1142 reads
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DRUGS POEM
Published
1st Jan 2012 1:41am
1st Jan 2012 1:41am
consequences
i have seen so much
and done about it all
i have told so many lies
and seen so many fall
into a place you never want to go
doing things no one knows
feeling so much shame
but doing the same thing
now i can see
i am my own worst enemy
i cannot control myself
from living in this hell
locked in a cage
filled with so much rage
these are the consequences
that i must pay
for the people i have hurt
and the lies i have told
in hell i will be burnt
payback - punishment
3 fold
and done about it all
i have told so many lies
and seen so many fall
into a place you never want to go
doing things no one knows
feeling so much shame
but doing the same thing
now i can see
i am my own worst enemy
i cannot control myself
from living in this hell
locked in a cage
filled with so much rage
these are the consequences
that i must pay
for the people i have hurt
and the lies i have told
in hell i will be burnt
payback - punishment
3 fold
1006 reads
1 Comment
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