#toxins
Herbicide rich farm lands..
Pesticides on every lawn..
Long live the American dream!
Capitalism is a long lost song..
Roundup sprayed ski slopes and golf course turfs!
Bucket list of old rich folks dying of cancers..
City water that stinks..
The ink of our receipts..
Testosterone levels,
rapidly deplete..
Year’s of no regulation,
Aluminum in the sky..
They obviously want to make sure…
No one gets out alive!!
Jun 19, 2025
Jun 19, 2025 at 1:31 PM UTC
The drab
brown butterfly
sits on a white blossom
incautiously drinking honeyed
poison.
Nov 5, 2024
Nov 5, 2024 at 9:29 AM UTC
inhale the deadly dark purple fumes
that make my head spin
lure with those chocolate eyes
the very ones i love looking in
plant a kiss on my lips
the very ones that make that sly grin
you make me plunge into your twisted sludge
your deadly concotions cause me to sin
im dancing with the devil
but i love the moves too much to cease
i am dazed by your deadly loveliness
this is making me sick
i should stop
but i dont
give me your toxic
the sweet spell you have me under
Mar 16, 2020
Mar 16, 2020 at 1:28 PM UTC
What if there were toxins that fill the air,
And all us people do is roam around without a single care,
Until one day,
That someone finds a way to say
"Hey, this isn't fair,"
Feb 8, 2019
Feb 8, 2019 at 7:40 AM UTC
Fear, hate, and judgements
are all toxins. Rid yourself of such things
and you get rid of insecurities, loneliness,
troubles, separation, and war, to open door
to happiness and freedom.
StarBG © 2017
Sep 29, 2017
Sep 29, 2017 at 9:33 AM UTC
The first time my lips touched a cigarette,
I cringed at the taste but I ****** and puffed the toxins anyways.
smooth.
It was menthol.
I didn't know what that meant.
I didn't care.
I just wanted to be cool with my friends.
They were 14,
I was 12.
'Mature for my age'.
I had fitted in.
But was smoking that cigarette really, really worth it?
I haven't talked to those 'friends' in 6 years.
May 19, 2017
May 19, 2017 at 12:04 PM UTC
she is a volition,
the love of my life.
took her for one night,
and lost all my sight.
jumping all around
the light of the room
the bright over the gloom
pleads goodbye to misery.
i am here to stay
the one who's true
every day, always new
i will show you the way.
bleed on stage,
and on the page.
lead to tear, and lead to stain.
this is pain.
gone from my system
no one to listen
the end is near,
loud and clear.
know i've said this
but she really was on the tip of my tongue.
small and pure, small and pure,
never again, shall i fall for your lure.
Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 2:29 PM UTC
*I can feel the tingle start at the tip of my tongue
I feel the burn in the pit of my stomach
The lightness washing over these heavy limbs
The weightless impossibility
The drunken bliss
A feeling I miss
With each shot I forget your face
Each drink of this liquid pain killer
Takes me a step away from the memories
That haunt me*
Feb 5, 2016
Feb 5, 2016 at 1:48 AM UTC
I could barely keep my eyes open.
I was so wasted.
So drunk, I forgot my name.
So buzzed, I failed to remember my worth.
So intoxicated, I don’t remember exactly what happened.
All I can recall is the fact that I was so incredibly tanked.
Only, it wasn’t alcohol I was getting high off.
No, it wasn’t *** or ****
coke, or molly,
beer or whiskey,
tequila or *****
My mother warned me about all of those.
But she, among other people,
“forgot” to warn me about the living, breathing drugs;
the ones they don’t tell you about in school.
The tan, brown eyed, black haired ones.
The ones with the tender kisses after every hit.
The ones with the charming smiles and the sparkling eyes.
Those are the ones
no one ever mentions.
Although, they are the worst for your health;
emotional, mental, physical, and spiritual…
no one gives you the precaution.
And soon enough,
you find yourself
burned out,
shaking,
dizzy and
nauseous
because of this one fatal addiction.
The name of this cruel intoxication?
The Player.
Aug 18, 2015
Aug 18, 2015 at 7:12 PM UTC
The back of my head pulses
Rosey, warm cheeks under my
Very sore and sensitive eyes
ill wash my body and the soap
Dilutes my skin but
The toxins are from within
Days of being away
But i cant stay
And feeling as though in a rut
Shut the door
Alone time
Jul 31, 2015
Jul 31, 2015 at 11:20 PM UTC
Tiny hands barely able to hold a bottle,
now drink out of one,containing toxins.
Tiny ears that used to hear bad words and coo,
now spit them like wildfire.
Tiny mouths that would be forced to take icky medicine,
now pop pills and insert drugs into their being.
Tiny eyes looking at life as a breeze,no cares in the world,now turn into
eyes that crave attention but don’t care what we have to do to get it
We are spoiling the pure bodies we once had.
People are sleeping around,
when I remember the worst thing you could do is hand-hold.
We take the things we had as kids,
and ruin them.
We honestly take the cuteness and turn it into ...
well that's for you to decide.
You pick if your morals are guided with a compass,
or thrown away like garbage.
Who am i to judge?
But I've also learned,these days,My darling..
This is adolescence.
Feb 21, 2015
Feb 21, 2015 at 6:43 AM UTC