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The Devil's Den
Last night as
the last cigarette
burned low
my body and mind tired
still jonesing
for one final fix
I fell into a fit full sleep
falling into a nightmare
I was at my connects house
the house littered with debris
ghostly figures haunted the place
gaunt like and sucked up
they were all shooting their dope
I could smell it in the air
but this time not smelling like relief
carrying the stench of death and decay
it was my turn to get high
and I thought to myself
I don't want to die this way
in this den of demons
licking at the souls of the weary
I fled the place scared and shaken
my family flashed before my eyes
returning to my haven of safety
A shaman appeared
this is your warning
embrace love and life
leave the needle and death
in the devil's den
where it belongs
take flight in your new life
give to other's as you've
been given
leave darkness in the trash
don't go dumpster diving now
glorifying your past
the future is yours
if you will but reach out
and grab it
the last cigarette
burned low
my body and mind tired
still jonesing
for one final fix
I fell into a fit full sleep
falling into a nightmare
I was at my connects house
the house littered with debris
ghostly figures haunted the place
gaunt like and sucked up
they were all shooting their dope
I could smell it in the air
but this time not smelling like relief
carrying the stench of death and decay
it was my turn to get high
and I thought to myself
I don't want to die this way
in this den of demons
licking at the souls of the weary
I fled the place scared and shaken
my family flashed before my eyes
returning to my haven of safety
A shaman appeared
this is your warning
embrace love and life
leave the needle and death
in the devil's den
where it belongs
take flight in your new life
give to other's as you've
been given
leave darkness in the trash
don't go dumpster diving now
glorifying your past
the future is yours
if you will but reach out
and grab it
Published 6th Nov 2013
| Edited 22nd May 2016
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Anonymous
6th Nov 2013 3:50pm
Crim,
Sounds like some sound advice came out of that fit full sleep ; ) Loved the dumpster diving line! LOL!!!
tornado
Sounds like some sound advice came out of that fit full sleep ; ) Loved the dumpster diving line! LOL!!!
tornado
6th Nov 2013 3:58pm
Yes I awoke with a new perspective digging around in my past is like dumpster diving.. i'm relieved being in that house was just a nightmare.. thank you for making me smile this morning :) peace Crim
6th Nov 2013 4:30pm
Wonderful Write to Dark and Light Dear Crim!!!
Always up we climb, no matter the Coloured times eh?
Always up we climb, no matter the Coloured times eh?
6th Nov 2013 4:37pm
yes Soul you're right up we climb no matter what thank you always for sound advise making my heart lighter :) peace Crim
6th Nov 2013 6:24pm
like I said before...our scars show that our past is real, but the future my dear crim is in your hands...and present just the chance to sculpt it...
Majestic lines...hugs and strength from Miami dear crim...;)
Majestic lines...hugs and strength from Miami dear crim...;)
6th Nov 2013 6:52pm
thank you Cesar for such a lovely and thoughtful comment.. it touched my heart.. much love Crim :)
7th Nov 2013 00:06am
Very inspiring. Wish more people could come to.such a realization. Very relatable.
7th Nov 2013 00:40am
7th Nov 2013 4:57am
Reads as if you don't want to dream. That reality is better. Which means you don't need the dope to escape. Love it xoxoxo
7th Nov 2013 5:00am
you're right Gg I never looked at like that thank you for giving me insight.. no I don't want anymore dope dreams.. thank you again Gg lovely one.. much love Crim :)
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Anonymous
10th Nov 2013 10:49pm
I love this piece, the metaphor of the devil's den is quite creative.
Favorite stanza:
I don't want to die this way
in this den of demons
licking at the souls of the weary
Very thought provoking.
Well done.
Favorite stanza:
I don't want to die this way
in this den of demons
licking at the souls of the weary
Very thought provoking.
Well done.
11th Nov 2013 4:47am
22nd May 2016 4:39pm
I am guessing that you listened cause you are here & I think all of us at DU are happy about that...I know that I am :) I hope good thinks find their way to you often :)
22nd May 2016 4:58pm
thank you Satan for bringing this one to memory and your kind thoughts on it..
I'm here and grateful to be this place and people saved me :)
love Brenda
I'm here and grateful to be this place and people saved me :)
love Brenda
