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Land Of The Forgotten
As I drink my coffee and smoke my cigarettes
anxiety crawls up and down my spine
agitated I pace holes in the carpet
the dragon is breathing down my neck once again
all it took was oxycontin being brought into the house
I dreamt once more what it was like to not feel
remembering once again the feeling of bliss
that I once felt as the tar heroin melted in the spoon
the smell of vinegar making me gag in anticipation
tying off and injecting my sweet candy tasting her in my mouth
then slipping into oblivion's arms
forgetting all the pain that scars my mind
a shadow of a soul, with dagger like spines
that adorn my flesh
steely spikes from each wound inflicted while out on the streets
each pus filled pocket oozes my despair
pouring acidic thoughts over each mark
trying to forget the past
that claws at me in times of agitation
knowing how easy it would be to lose myself
the land of the forgotten
anxiety crawls up and down my spine
agitated I pace holes in the carpet
the dragon is breathing down my neck once again
all it took was oxycontin being brought into the house
I dreamt once more what it was like to not feel
remembering once again the feeling of bliss
that I once felt as the tar heroin melted in the spoon
the smell of vinegar making me gag in anticipation
tying off and injecting my sweet candy tasting her in my mouth
then slipping into oblivion's arms
forgetting all the pain that scars my mind
a shadow of a soul, with dagger like spines
that adorn my flesh
steely spikes from each wound inflicted while out on the streets
each pus filled pocket oozes my despair
pouring acidic thoughts over each mark
trying to forget the past
that claws at me in times of agitation
knowing how easy it would be to lose myself
the land of the forgotten
Published 30th Oct 2012
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Anonymous
30th Oct 2012 8:00pm
Brilliant tough imagery crim.
Strider
I thing puss should be pus.....:)
Strider
I thing puss should be pus.....:)
31st Oct 2012 5:01pm
ty Strider for the lovely comment on heads up on my spelling error..wishing you peace Crim
30th Oct 2012 8:02pm
Crim.....keep fighting love....keep...resisting
You have all it takes laced inside your soul to survive.....how do I know this....
I BELIEVE IN YOU!!!!!
KEEP FIGHTING!!!
Fire
You have all it takes laced inside your soul to survive.....how do I know this....
I BELIEVE IN YOU!!!!!
KEEP FIGHTING!!!
Fire
31st Oct 2012 5:02pm
I will continue to fight beautiful fire..the urge just comes in waves over the years so I wrote about to get it out..ty for the love peace Crim
30th Oct 2012 8:55pm
Oh dearest crimsin,
Need I remind you of the wicked anxiety, the hopeless depression, the endless puking while liquid shit spills out the other end? Crawling out of your skin while convinced that somethings crawling all over your skin? Comprimising morals sexually or otherwise for not even enough to get your sick off all the way? Praying for death that never comes? Sorry to be so blunt but if this comment makes you think twice then its graphic nature was justified. You are precious to me and I would hate to see you throw away all of your progress sweetheart.
As for the poem, it was well written. It brought me back for a second. Powerful. I also love your trademark italics. :)
Gemini
Need I remind you of the wicked anxiety, the hopeless depression, the endless puking while liquid shit spills out the other end? Crawling out of your skin while convinced that somethings crawling all over your skin? Comprimising morals sexually or otherwise for not even enough to get your sick off all the way? Praying for death that never comes? Sorry to be so blunt but if this comment makes you think twice then its graphic nature was justified. You are precious to me and I would hate to see you throw away all of your progress sweetheart.
As for the poem, it was well written. It brought me back for a second. Powerful. I also love your trademark italics. :)
Gemini
31st Oct 2012 5:04pm
Christian I love that you are always there to remind of the harsh truths of that path..ty dear soul..peace Crim
1st Nov 2012 8:45am
30th Oct 2012 9:17pm
She is one of the best writers around these parts. As a matter of opinion, she is probably a better writer than 98% of the writers who are on drugs.
Gemini
Gemini
1st Nov 2012 8:44am
I actually edited the comment honey. The first wasn't so kind to the insensitive prick.
Gemini
Gemini
Anonymous
- Edited 31st Oct 2012 5:25pm
31st Oct 2012 5:21pm
I see, this is the poem (that gemini meant)and you are Crimsin....
Its a very special poem, moving, its intense and raw but also very deep and genuine....
All of the best to you!
LuMe¤
Its a very special poem, moving, its intense and raw but also very deep and genuine....
All of the best to you!
LuMe¤
20th Nov 2012 6:17pm
Anonymous
13th Nov 2012 3:36am
Crimson you have such talent you make the reader feel the intensity of each word, well done
20th Nov 2012 6:22pm
Mememe ty beautiful lady for such a compliment..you are one hell of a writer and I appreciate your words of encouragement..peace Crim
Anonymous
13th Nov 2012 3:46am
Crim, your words always help me remember the chaos you must wade through to retain any semblance of yourself. So personal are all your poems, so intense. Kudos is a misnomer at this point.
20th Nov 2012 6:23pm
Poetic you write with such style and grace this is such a kind compliment coming from you ty..peace Crim
20th Nov 2012 6:24pm
ty Spinoza for following me and encouraging me to dig deep into myself and write again..peace Crim
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30th Dec 2012 3:55am
you aren't forgotten you just feel numb like I do..wishing you some peace Crim
