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Demerol Dreams
Feeling kind of froggy
like I could pop off at any time
mind spinning
maniac waves, angry sex
thoughts crashing down on me
want to scream but my mouth is muted
everyone listening
wondering when's she going
to blow
my head's to the pavement
listening as the street calls
temptation on every corner
I miss the drugs, the excitement
different men every night
there's a side of me that loved it
felt like a goddess
in their arms
a new fuck to them
a lot of repeat customers
always aimed to please
getting a bit bored with my clean life
sometimes I still wear my street clothes
like a long lost lover they embrace me
the scent of living on the edge
hell I wasn't even afraid of serial killers
the danger made it all the more exciting
i'm a macabre person have a thing with death
to die as a hooker on the street
at the hands of a killer
living as a part of his infamy turned me on
dreaming of death at a young age
never came for me too evil I suppose
well that dream never came true
just like my nightmare sweet as a kiss
dreaming of overdosing on Demerol
sigh one can still wish
like I could pop off at any time
mind spinning
maniac waves, angry sex
thoughts crashing down on me
want to scream but my mouth is muted
everyone listening
wondering when's she going
to blow
my head's to the pavement
listening as the street calls
temptation on every corner
I miss the drugs, the excitement
different men every night
there's a side of me that loved it
felt like a goddess
in their arms
a new fuck to them
a lot of repeat customers
always aimed to please
getting a bit bored with my clean life
sometimes I still wear my street clothes
like a long lost lover they embrace me
the scent of living on the edge
hell I wasn't even afraid of serial killers
the danger made it all the more exciting
i'm a macabre person have a thing with death
to die as a hooker on the street
at the hands of a killer
living as a part of his infamy turned me on
dreaming of death at a young age
never came for me too evil I suppose
well that dream never came true
just like my nightmare sweet as a kiss
dreaming of overdosing on Demerol
sigh one can still wish
Published 20th Oct 2013
| Edited 21st Oct 2013
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20th Oct 2013 10:59pm
Excellent accuracy to the draw of darkness Dear Crim...When labeled forbidden it is a natural draw...adding in experience gives blessed taste to the black apple...edges they are always skirted eh>? A Giving Write!!!
20th Oct 2013 11:12pm
Thank you Soul you always give me insight with your comments I dreamt of overdosing on Demerol last night and it brought up these feelings.. peace Brenda
20th Oct 2013 11:15pm
21st Oct 2013 7:17pm
20th Oct 2013 11:33pm
Dreams can evoke some most unusual feelings the whole of the next day for me and have a great effect on my day and my writing.
Your words here express that deeply. A wonderful write Crim. :) x
Your words here express that deeply. A wonderful write Crim. :) x
21st Oct 2013 7:10pm
Magdalena yes this dream evoked some strange feelings thank you for getting this.. peace Brenda :)
21st Oct 2013 1:44am
I definitely relate on some point of this. The dreams are haunting me...sometimes I beg and plead for them to go away..some times oddly enough, I don't. Great write. Very intriguing.
21st Oct 2013 3:09am
I'm only sorry you can relate to any of this Meggy.. I wish you peace and happiness and truth be told I am happy clean when not maniac.. peace Brenda
21st Oct 2013 3:47am
I'm often scared I'll be pushed over the edge..further if this stops (my addiction). Into something deeper...I just don't know what that could be.
21st Oct 2013 7:11pm
21st Oct 2013 7:13am
I feel this to my core Brenda. What some perceive as self destructive, others depend on to cope. One tends to miss those things from time to time.
21st Oct 2013 7:12pm
thank you Mia for understanding what I at times can't understand myself.. much love Brenda
21st Oct 2013 10:19am
captures an indescribable emotional nostalgia for me... such fond memories rooted in acts forbidden and transgressive...
21st Oct 2013 7:13pm
i'm glad you could relate to this poem Zen living on the edge can be tasty at times.. peace Brenda
21st Oct 2013 12:28pm
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21st Oct 2013 1:40pm
"Death is not the greatest of evils;It is worse to want to die,and not be able to."
-Sophocles
Enjoyed...
-Sophocles
Enjoyed...
21st Oct 2013 7:15pm
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21st Oct 2013 3:28pm
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21st Oct 2013 7:16pm
You made me smile with your comment i'm glad you found that line humorous it is kind of funny looking back at it.. thank you for the kind comment.. peace Brenda
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22nd Oct 2013 2:21am
Something's are embedded so deep that they become part of us no matter how hard we shake. It's an intense read but so masterfully crafted.
22nd Oct 2013 4:20pm
8th Nov 2013 7:38am
I have been having some nightmares myself gonna put them down on the pad. Thanks for the inspiration to write even when the outcome is dark and scary. Great job!
8th Nov 2013 7:57pm
yes it's good to get those nightmares out they can be dark but great inspiration.. thank you for stopping in :) peace Crim
