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lilheathen
28/M/Tennessee heathen (noun) derogatory/ a person who does not belong to a widely held religion as regarded by those who do.
I ask myself why I'm talking like this, But it's amazing I'm even Walking like this. I just feel so hollow. Slurring when things get blurry; I took a xan to help me withstand The task at hand, And now I can barely stand, But here I am, Looking at these old pictures of us As I reminisce. I wonder if I'll remember this tomorrow. I didn't have a hand to help me up And cope with all my sorrow, So forgive me for the times When I be slumped Because of this prescription bottle. I promise I'll do better tomorrow. I just long to see your face Again. I don't sleep. I only dream of a time when This emptiness Will end. I miss my friend. All I got is a few old strings  On my guitar to try And mend my heart, But right now It's locked up in the dark, And I'm a ghost so I can't Feel these strings bend. Still I try to piece it Back together again With these words I'm trying to send Out to your golden soul And anyone else Who's listening in. Sometimes I think about Taking my life Just to see what it's like On the other side, But I know That ain't right. I just long to be By your side, The place where I called home. In a crowded room, I still feel alone, And I still hope That it's you Every time I hear the phone Ring. I wonder Will my carol of groans Ever reach your resting bones When I sing? Well I tell you I believe, But I don't know how. Yeah, the caged bird sings, But he don't make a sound Because their ain't anybody Around to hear him now. All the clouds look down On me with a frown Because they hear my voice Carrying its sorrow abound. Even the wolf and the hound Have their heads tucked down At the sight of these shoulders Walking with this weight around. I just wish you were still around. No, the drugs don't work. I know... They just make me worse, But I need a spark for this heart That left along with you In your hearse. No, the drugs don't hurt. In fact, I'm pretty numb now. Your memories paint the town So I won't be coming down soon. Night sky sanguine, Ain't no one as faded as me. I'm the highest in the room. Roll another blunt As I hit another bump, Then I blow a cloud As the line drains down; Let the pain escape to the moon. And I hate it, but I won't cry Cause if I did, It would be a monsoon. Dearly departed friend, I love you. Please don't be saddened By my bluesy tune. It's just what I had to do, To take the pain of losing you. I know you're always with me In my heart, So I know we'll never truly part. That's why I wrote a note To help me cope And keep some hope. I know it's sad, but It took everything I had To refrain; Not to hang or go insane From all this pain. I barely have any breath left, But I don't want to drown. Even though I know This soul sits heavy like lead. That's why my eyes stay red. Only the memories in my head Still play their **** instruments on time. Pictures in my mind of you Combine until I'm lost In the last trace Of the lines on your face, And I forget that I'm supposed to rhyme. It hurt to write this verse But I prayed for you first, For whatever it's worth. Yeah, I hit another line As I wrote another line, And I know... The drugs won't ever work. But at least when I'm high, I can still feel your arms around me Just one more time.
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Nov 26, 2019
Nov 26, 2019 at 12:53 PM UTC
Dearly Departed Friend
I ask myself why I'm talking like this, But it's amazing I'm even Walking like this. I just feel so hollow. Slurring when things get blurry; I took a xan to help me withstand The task at hand, And now I can barely stand, But here I am, Looking at these old pictures of us As I reminisce. I wonder if I'll remember this tomorrow. I didn't have a hand to help me up And cope with all my sorrow, So forgive me for the times When I be slumped Because of this prescription bottle. I promise I'll do better tomorrow. I just long to see your face Again. I don't sleep. I only dream of a time when This emptiness Will end. I miss my friend. All I got is a few old strings  On my guitar to try And mend my heart, But right now It's locked up in the dark, And I'm a ghost so I can't Feel these strings bend. Still I try to piece it Back together again With these words I'm trying to send Out to your golden soul And anyone else Who's listening in. Sometimes I think about Taking my life Just to see what it's like On the other side, But I know That ain't right. I just long to be By your side, The place where I called home. In a crowded room, I still feel alone, And I still hope That it's you Every time I hear the phone Ring. I wonder Will my carol of groans Ever reach your resting bones When I sing? Well I tell you I believe, But I don't know how. Yeah, the caged bird sings, But he don't make a sound Because their ain't anybody Around to hear him now. All the clouds look down On me with a frown Because they hear my voice Carrying its sorrow abound. Even the wolf and the hound Have their heads tucked down At the sight of these shoulders Walking with this weight around. I just wish you were still around. No, the drugs don't work. I know... They just make me worse, But I need a spark for this heart That left along with you In your hearse. No, the drugs don't hurt. In fact, I'm pretty numb now. Your memories paint the town So I won't be coming down soon. Night sky sanguine, Ain't no one as faded as me. I'm the highest in the room. Roll another blunt As I hit another bump, Then I blow a cloud As the line drains down; Let the pain escape to the moon. And I hate it, but I won't cry Cause if I did, It would be a monsoon. Dearly departed friend, I love you. Please don't be saddened By my bluesy tune. It's just what I had to do, To take the pain of losing you. I know you're always with me In my heart, So I know we'll never truly part. That's why I wrote a note To help me cope And keep some hope. I know it's sad, but It took everything I had To refrain; Not to hang or go insane From all this pain. I barely have any breath left, But I don't want to drown. Even though I know This soul sits heavy like lead. That's why my eyes stay red. Only the memories in my head Still play their **** instruments on time. Pictures in my mind of you Combine until I'm lost In the last trace Of the lines on your face, And I forget that I'm supposed to rhyme. It hurt to write this verse But I prayed for you first, For whatever it's worth. Yeah, I hit another line As I wrote another line, And I know... The drugs won't ever work. But at least when I'm high, I can still feel your arms around me Just one more time.
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The tears flow and I need hope. The trees grow and the bees know There's a buzzing in my head That just don't leave me alone. I have Belief; still I feel Grief. And I just can't seem To write anything That isn't about Me. Then again, There is no me; So, I know Everything I dream And create Speaks of Faith As I speak to Fate. And I say, What is my purpose? Why do You tell me I'm worth it When all I can do Is to feel worthless? Your Love; I don't deserve it. My Love; I'll choose to serve it On a plate made of cake, So that you can eat it too. All I do Is pray to the Sky; I, know there is no me; Only You- Together, we Become I and I. I just hope to find Peace of mind Within your Ten Thousand Eyes As I look to the Sky And I pray that I Can stop talking about me And speak of You. Together, we Become I and I. I found Hope in my devotion As I go through the motions Of this constant river Of emotions. I don't want to be me; Together, can we Become I and I? May these words find Your Ten Thousand Eyes, All the Stars in the Skies Oh, Lord Divine. My Dear Lord Shiva; There is no me; Only I and I.
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Aug 22, 2019
Aug 22, 2019 at 9:52 PM UTC
I and I
I had writer's block Today. Still, I wrote this anyway As I heard Adele sing Rolling in the Deep. Old as the song may seem, It spoke to me. My hopes and dreams, They become Meaningless to me, As I choose to sing Songs to Shiva- In which I dearly believe- Instead of the crowd Of voices in my head. Schizophrenic; I can't tell If they're my friends Or my enemies. I don't really know What I'm trying to get at. I just felt something Telling me to bring Faith to those In need. You're not alone. You will find Love. And it will come To you, oh beautiful one In your time of grief. This, I truly do Believe.
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Aug 22, 2019
Aug 22, 2019 at 9:34 PM UTC
I Was Never Good at Titles Lol
One day, I earned the courage to pray Without the urge To feel ashamed For the person I became After my friend, He chose to hang himself. God knows I wish He could have stayed, But I could never Judge him. Lord knows sometime's I feel the same. Since then, Nothing's been the same. I've learned to love myself. I can say I changed For the better. The road gets cold, I know. So, I wove a sweater With this letter For anyone just Tryna get their life Together. For better or worse weather, I'll keep my faith forever; He showed me that One day, It really all does Get better. I remember When I never thought I would believe that. And I mean Never. Even though I know I got a lot of sins, (I still love Xanax And Klonopins) I'm still tryna learn To forgive myself. I used to have a lot Of self hatred, But then I replaced it. Still, I feel like a Disgrace sometimes. Still, I feel inside That I'm a be fine. I know God will Heal me in time. I just have to want To try. I used to get nervous When I tried to Share my pain. I was afraid they'd All just think I was insane. So, I refrained. Then one day, I realized That I'm not the only one Who feels this way. I think I found a way Out of the Darkness. No, I don't believe in fate. I think we create Our own destiny. Yeah, my empathy, It gets the best of me. I can feel her pain Whenever she's sitting Next to me. You ain't gotta speak A breath to me. What's understood Don't have to be Explained. Yeah, my empathy, It gets the best of me. It's the only thing That keeps me from Feeling empty, see. I love my wife and My brothers endlessly, But that's about the Only thing that's left of me. And I'm just speaking honestly. I don't feel no need For apologies. Just know that Y'all give me the strength I need to see another day. Because of you, Yeah, I can say I can Make it through Today. Truly, I could Never thank you Enough.
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May 14, 2019
May 14, 2019 at 8:27 AM UTC
Enough
One day, I earned the courage to pray Without the urge To feel ashamed For the person I became After my friend, He chose to hang himself. God knows I wish He could have stayed, But I could never Judge him. Lord knows sometime's I feel the same. Since then, Nothing's been the same. I've learned to love myself. I can say I changed For the better. The road gets cold, I know. So, I wove a sweater With this letter For anyone just Tryna get their life Together. For better or worse weather, I'll keep my faith forever; He showed me that One day, It really all does Get better. I remember When I never thought I would believe that. And I mean Never. Even though I know I got a lot of sins, (I still love Xanax And Klonopins) I'm still tryna learn To forgive myself. I used to have a lot Of self hatred, But then I replaced it. Still, I feel like a Disgrace sometimes. Still, I feel inside That I'm a be fine. I know God will Heal me in time. I just have to want To try. I used to get nervous When I tried to Share my pain. I was afraid they'd All just think I was insane. So, I refrained. Then one day, I realized That I'm not the only one Who feels this way. I think I found a way Out of the Darkness. No, I don't believe in fate. I think we create Our own destiny. Yeah, my empathy, It gets the best of me. I can feel her pain Whenever she's sitting Next to me. You ain't gotta speak A breath to me. What's understood Don't have to be Explained. Yeah, my empathy, It gets the best of me. It's the only thing That keeps me from Feeling empty, see. I love my wife and My brothers endlessly, But that's about the Only thing that's left of me. And I'm just speaking honestly. I don't feel no need For apologies. Just know that Y'all give me the strength I need to see another day. Because of you, Yeah, I can say I can Make it through Today. Truly, I could Never thank you Enough.
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Every time I drink, I pour a little out for Lil Peep. I cruise through the streets, Skateboard underneath my feet And I wonder what my life Would be like If I had never decided to get high. (It's not the first time this week) And then I wonder why Do I even wonder why? It's not like I could have Resisted if I tried. My mind just insists To get high. These lines Look so tempting In the light of the night, Fishscales reflecting Underneath The pale moonlight. Every time I drink, I pour a little more out for Lil Peep. RIP to a G. Sometimes I just sit and listen To his beats. I guess instrumentals were just Medical to my mental mind. I miss the more simple times. Writing lyrics in triplet rhymes, Getting high back when "Getting high" only meant Lighting up another blunt. Won't try to front; Too many bumps, And now I'm slumped. Every time I drink, I pour some more out for Lil Peep. And sometimes, I swear I can see A slight silhouette Of my dead homies Still skating with me As I roll through the streets. God only knows how much I wish they were still Here. Drifting into bliss As I can somewhat hear The passing winds Whisper into my ears, That all things Must someday come to pass. I guess that's why I pass the blunt That I just laced with wax So I can cherish these times Filled with laughs, In hopes they will last As I try my best not to Let life pass me by Too fast.
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Aug 11, 2018
Aug 11, 2018 at 3:33 AM UTC
Reflections of the Passing Winds
Too high to sleep Too throwed to eat Swisher Sweet rolled up sumo Who knows if I'll make it To see past 27 Let alone this week Couldn't leave that white girl Alone this week So I'm too high to sleep Too throwed to eat Still bumpin Lil Peep Like it's the beginning of 2017 And I'm on Troy Ave Ya boy has too much acid in him Pass the blunt then pass the poison Pass the venom Let me drown out my thoughts Give me vices over advice, it's That lilheathen fiend Cup full of Sprite spiked with codeine It takes the edge off the trip Jump off the ledge, then I'll drift Into an ocean of that purple potion A notion to kick the habit Before I kick the bucket **** it, sip more lean Pop more beans Til I"m gone off them jiggas Go figure This sinister literature Dispensed by yours truly Always came from the truth, see Doobies rolled up and they're laced With that wax Now it's gon' smoke for some hours That's facts Load up the dab rig as I Pop another hit of that cid Which makes three today So I couldn't smoke enough **** today But he's to stay That lilheathen minion givin Hell To these so-called prophets They just want to profit Off our conscience And I ain't got one I been ****** since they been thrown Fire and brimstone Coughing off it often Til' they lay me in that coffin I've been here for too long Not long enough Nirvana isn't too far It's far enough I see it coming round the corner Either that Or it's just the coroner I couldn't really tell Within this distorted corridor
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Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 7:23 AM UTC
Distorted Corridor
Too high to sleep Too throwed to eat Swisher Sweet rolled up sumo Who knows if I'll make it To see past 27 Let alone this week Couldn't leave that white girl Alone this week So I'm too high to sleep Too throwed to eat Still bumpin Lil Peep Like it's the beginning of 2017 And I'm on Troy Ave Ya boy has too much acid in him Pass the blunt then pass the poison Pass the venom Let me drown out my thoughts Give me vices over advice, it's That lilheathen fiend Cup full of Sprite spiked with codeine It takes the edge off the trip Jump off the ledge, then I'll drift Into an ocean of that purple potion A notion to kick the habit Before I kick the bucket **** it, sip more lean Pop more beans Til I"m gone off them jiggas Go figure This sinister literature Dispensed by yours truly Always came from the truth, see Doobies rolled up and they're laced With that wax Now it's gon' smoke for some hours That's facts Load up the dab rig as I Pop another hit of that cid Which makes three today So I couldn't smoke enough **** today But he's to stay That lilheathen minion givin Hell To these so-called prophets They just want to profit Off our conscience And I ain't got one I been ****** since they been thrown Fire and brimstone Coughing off it often Til' they lay me in that coffin I've been here for too long Not long enough Nirvana isn't too far It's far enough I see it coming round the corner Either that Or it's just the coroner I couldn't really tell Within this distorted corridor
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I speak hood art That street poetry When you hear that bass Knocking down your street You know it’s me That lilheathen Creeping straight outta Hell Just to bask up in the smell Of the **** Need that Acapulco Gold Fruit for the soul Blue dream got me froze Stuck in a maze through my mind Stuck in a place I can’t find Lighters in the skies Look like Fire flies in the night Higher I climb To the Light Smoked a bowl full of Dimitri Just to enlighten my eye
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Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 5:36 AM UTC
Voodoo Village
Acid got the sky painted tie dye I’m that Heathen Pass the blunt, why lie? I been chiefing Bumpin $uicideboy$ Got me feelin like it’s Do or die, boy I’m leaving these verses All in hearses Ridin spinners on the hearse It’s that psychedelic fiend Sentenced to Hell for a dream ****** if I do, ****** If this life just ain’t what it seems Is this DMT or just a dream? And why is it more real When I sleep? Merrily creep through the streets I seep through the cracks Smoking **** in the back Of the black Cadillac With a new beat bumpin I just made on the MacBook I’m a diamond in the dirt And they all just some weeds Shook off the cops Now I’m lighting the trees Got a lot, so The clouds will thicken the plot Yes, indeed As I roll through an Old part of town Of the Southeast In an old school drop With new sounds And a whole car full of pounds Of that stink Pound back another beer Til I can’t think Then tell all them cowards come Near so they can hear the rifle Blast back, too Hatchback coupe Full of Afghan Gu That Hindu Kush Be the greenest of bushes It’s on fire with the acid I’m pushing That gas on a couple of tabs I think I’m pushing it
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Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 5:15 AM UTC
I Think I’m Pushing It
Lines chopped and cup ******* I like my beats chopped and ******* Misconstrued with contraband Tryin to concentrate, I think I Need to stand up Dazed and confused Off haze and the juice Somebody please reprimand all my Detrimental plans to dive off of the edge of the land Can't understand the path at hand The man that stands in the mirror Forgot how to stand Pour up a four and then chunk up the deuce Doubling up, double my cup Always rolling another one up I'm smoking for two Chainsmoking In no mood Rude boy rolling moon rock Watch the wax ooze as I look to the *** Dreco's and doobies Who's he That Lil Heathen fiend Lurking and creeping for more cups of codeine I got a 100 on a pint Throwed at night Shades on so I don't have to see a thing in sight 100 blunts and now I'm finally high The acid paints the sky tie dye As I drift into fading light with More **** to light
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Jul 24, 2018
Jul 24, 2018 at 2:56 AM UTC
renegade, gotta get away
Don't do drugs, please Just give them to me I promise that I'm right here And if in someone's Strength You need to plead I promise that I'm right here I don't wish for the end Truly I am content I look in the mirror And I'm right here No matter how it ends I don't think it's up to me You still have a friend I promise that I'm right here I took two pills And I just hope that They don't make me Feel The last thing I want Is to tell the difference Between my dreams And what's Real In my dreams All my dead friends Are here A simple hello From your lost voices Is all I wish to Hear Truly I know I had a Friend You're all right here
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Jun 25, 2018
Jun 25, 2018 at 2:05 AM UTC
Friend