snuffed

ah..in the land of nod tar is god....

too true Satan thank you my friend..

love Crim

A call to never be answered again..
Never to be lost or forgotten again.
Strenght my friend..dearest crim

Keith

thank you Keith no never answered I will just write about it when I feel that way..

sincerely Brenda

As some one who was on heavy prescription opiates for over a year, I can relate.  It's like you've fallen into a dark dimension. In a sense, you become a chemical zombie.
Very insightful write crimson.  Well done.

thank you Snuggle for understanding and relating..

love Crim

Brenda. . .Though I wish to extend some words of "been there" and "I understand" unfortunately I cannot. . .Though I've been high on Angel Dust doesn't even come close to the Mexican Horse or Black Tar. . .though you may feel the urge every now and then, I commend that you haven't succumbed and found yourself "derailed" somewhere. . .DU would have certainly missed the pleasure of having such a beautiful and brilliant Poetess as you gracing their awesome site. . .love you, Woman. . .~Devlin/TS.

love to you my Queen that you listen to my rambling musings is understanding enough thank you..

xoxo Brenda

thank you Todski for a very deep response..

love Crim

been in those shady motels
passed out drunk & the hooker left early.
so hold our hands when it's this scary, Crim...

thank you John I will and I do appreciate the love..

love Crim

Not allowed to die

no worries Kavik even though I get the temptation I wouldn't go there because it could lead to my demise..

thank you for caring..

love Brenda

I did not press the like button,
lady loves for the simple fact
of being orphaned myself  
due to miscellaneous, use of
"Ah the bottomless embers
or star eyes, and what are they
looking at"


Run fast as you can, even if
in an open field or room..
.. .nakedly
and scream or write  and jot
..jot and write

as much as you can..



-Noire

beautiful Howlings I'm so sorry for your tragedy hugs you..  
 
I understand about not liking this it's an ugly write.. an ugly feeling.. though I'm doing just that riding and writing it out..  
 
love to you Crim

beautifully crafted raw and dirty poem with real deep inside feelings disturbed :-(

Excellent ink and atmospherics

thank you David yes is a dirty write and it was a dirty life writing about it honestly helps me remember that..

love Brenda

I almost got snuffed by my drug of choice and I still get the cravings.   Just one small parting taste for old time's sake.  Sad to say it doesn't stop there.

""come Crimsin take a taste"  
remembering the numb  
the blackout bliss  
   
druggie days  
ripping and running  
the heartbeat of the street "

It was exhilarating while it lasted but I ended up on the curb.  Shoot to burn or live and learn.  Fine work mighty Crim.    

I'm grateful we've live and learned Sir Crow thank you for sharing your days on the same streets with me..

love Crim

We may have met, Crimsin, because of the way
you describe yourself "back then" is how I spent
the better part of what I call my two lost decades.
Good to know you pulled yourself out of that.

thank you Sir for sharing your experience with me I hope you have come from that too and come to find peace..

we could have very well crossed paths and at any rate here we are :)

love Crim

Jeezus......such a formidable and dominant write, Crim. Just a beautifully 'grim' spill.... xo
Pen love~

thank you lovely Rain for making me smile :)

love Crim

Brenda, i feel your heartache in each word.. and i know you're stronger than any person i know.. to go through what you have, and lay the truth down to us.. is pure warrior soul.. you're my inspiration, to carry out what needs to be done.. you are passion, and fury.. wrapped up in beautiful imagery.. love..




Dave

aw thank you Dave your comment moved and touched my heart..

love you my friend..

xoxo Brenda

Just say No

Fuck that shit

Like

I will Poet thank you :)

love Brenda

Beautiful Crim.......what a wonderful wrote of just how strong you are......I'm so very very very proud of you.......keep up the good fight.....luved this.....awesome lines thru out......purple luv & hugs xo :)

thank you lovely Flower for the continued love and support..

love Crim

'I don't miss that itch  
though I still feel it'

Months, years later from nowhere there she is singing her song

thank you kind Sir it's years later though some days are tougher than others so I write about it..

love Crim

You had me at "strikes the match" - good days and bad - good write Crim

thank you Whale..

love Crim

always compelling
always gritty,
i love your pen, beautiful one
xoxox

thank you beautiful Katja I'm so honored..

love Brenda

Great write Crim 😁
Felt the pain behind your words

thank you DC always a pleasure :)

love Crim

My Beautiful Brenda, I am very confident in your strength and determination lovely one...and I will never stop telling you how proud you need to be of yourself and how proud I am of you....I am honored to call you a dear friend and deep love. These lines went right through me....

"dirty days I can still feel them  
crawling on my skin  
festering thoughts  
   
boil to the surface  
I don't miss that itch  
though I still feel it  
   
"come Crimsin take a taste" "

You will forever amaze me...I love you so much

xoxo Taryn

thank you beautiful one your soul moves me greatly deep appreciated and returned is your love..

I love you..

xoxo Brenda

Crim, you know the dark and deadly hard core in that write is well epic... It's probably the best damn poem in that category I've read on DU.
Think about the 8th stanza for a minute. It waters your closing down which sad. Look it opens hatd carries itself then in the middle of no where goes soft before an epic close... I'd drop it but if it has to stay move it up so your close rules that page... Also your author note looks like part of the poem either say "author note" or slap italics on it so the reader can tell. But damn that is hard, raw, real, rough poetry! Proud of you. Wow!

thank you AL that's about the best comment i've gotten on a poem in awhile.. I understand about the 8th stanza not being as strong because I went from describing hard facts to describing a feeling but it was needed to set up the end because that feeling will be the end of me if I keep doing the drugs see?

love Brenda

When my mother was dying of cancer last year I had to give her pure morphine to ease the pain...so I know what morphine can do.

damn it Dark Sun I'm so sorry for your loss that's awful what you had to bear my friend...

my deepest condolences...

love Brenda

Today marked the first anniversary of her death...I went to the cathedral and lit a candle for her...we were very close & her death was tragic. Thanks.

my apologies dearest Dark Sun it must be a rough day for you...

love Brenda