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#tweaker
Still alive But barely breathing I searched but didnt find a meaning My persistent heart wont stop its beating I get high instead of sleeping Finding veins to shoot some speed in Countless hours ive spent tweaking Im Just a ****** and a fiend Playing victim To a cycle so vicious Hard to admit im the one who chose and picked this Im on my own hit list My lifes the perfect nightmare thats ever been scripted my Memories play out in tragedies Remembering saddens me Ive been more stressed than any kid should ever be And yet i never let them see The Years spent living in denial I want to cry but fake a smile Something i learned as a child They wont hurt me if i never let them in I never learned how to get vulnerable I just held it all in Bottled up feelings Never once expressing How it feels inside my head All alone no one knows me Ive aways been a phony Force feeding myself so im not too noticeably boney I Cant cope unless im high Needle full of dope until i die My wills too weak to be freed What was a want has now become a need Im getting Paranoid as my track marks are getting harder to hide My Blood thickens as it dries
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Mar 16, 2021
Mar 16, 2021 at 4:45 AM UTC
Methamphetamines
Everyday seeing you, Making a dream come true, I could never get enough, You acting oh so tough. Aching to hear your voice, Awaiting your every choice, Needing to be near your heart, You are tearing me apart. You went from being my drug, To the reason i chug, Replacing you with xanny, Digging you out of every cranny. With you i was always on a high, That ended with each goodbye, Now you’re gone for good, Just like i knew you would. Searching for anything to feel, Having no way to heal, Going back to the crystal, Maybe i should just load the pistol.
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Oct 10, 2018
Oct 10, 2018 at 1:50 AM UTC
either way addicted
Waned and weary with only toil and trouble my limbs could only travel this journey tired. . In my head to in my mind -which coincidentally were not the same thing- thoughts seemed to expire from the zealous fear found in your gaping wide darkness of speech. My serenely spiritual soul's mythical secret shadow sparkled as a jewel: Boundlessly black but brazenly beauteous by day, but by night, my mind mentioned masses of decoratively hung ghastly gossip, secretively shushed into silence never ever to be a quick quiet find for any of us.
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Jun 29, 2016
Jun 29, 2016 at 2:36 AM UTC
Paranioa
How to be a great tweaker 1) Go get some drugs 2) Don't take them yet 3) Go get some tweaker friends 4) Go get some snacks and take a shower 5) Put on clean clothes 6) Go to a tweaker friend 7) Give them the drugs 8) Walk over to a light post 9) Give it one dollar 10) Go eat that food THE END.
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Dec 20, 2015
Dec 20, 2015 at 4:00 PM UTC
NYPC #8