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 May 2014 Trevor Stuart
Hooflip
Drugs are a tool,
Use them.
The only reason you think otherwise is because you’ve seen tragedy linked to drugs.
You’ve seen all the innovations from drugs too,
Just without their respective creators and their stories linked to them.
Not everything that is good was made on drugs,
And not everything bad happened because of drugs.
All I’m saying is the bad things that happened because of drugs, happened because the drug’s user let the drug use them.
Ya see?
They aren’t a tool to be used by the hands,
They’re a tool to help make use of the hands.
It all depends upon the mind that channels them through.
They can lead to empires, ruins, or both,
You’ve just got to be able to recognize what’s coming to you.
Just a few of my thoughts on the subject,
I could go on for days...
or atleast until the drugs wear off xD
ahhhh, a joke.
 May 2014 Trevor Stuart
Hooflip
Every morning
To the same ****** existence
Makes that eternal rest
Sound so appealing
 May 2014 Trevor Stuart
Hooflip
By the sun and moon,
I swear
That I love you.

Golden Claws
Separate the sky
Laughing Animals
You and I

Flow with the moment
Feel the pull of our auras,
Poet
I sent you warmth in the postage
Preview
Lochs of our love
We'll be swimming in
See through

Bring me love
Bring me love, All your love
Bring me,
Bring me love.

By the starry sky
I swear,
You and I will never die.

Flow with the moment
Feel the pull of our auras,
Poet
I sent you warmth in the postage
Preview
Lochs of our love
We'll be swimming in
See through

Bring me love
Bring me love, All your love
Bring me,
Bring me love.
https://soundcloud.com/thehumbleloud
I have never taken a blade to my wrist
These thoughts cut me deeper than any knife
Lately I can’t shake this feeling that I’ll never get anything right
So what is the point when you don’t believe in yourself?
If you can’t, how can anyone else?
I've been staring at the same walls for three years
I can’t seem to overcome this fear
That my best is not good enough
Can you be too ***** to love?
When others shine so bright
How could anyone choose my light?
Happiness comes but it always leaves so soon
I’d rather stay in
Lock myself in this room
Stare at the ceiling
And think of you
You’re so ******* good and I want to be good too
But I am just a cliché
With too many flaws
You deserve porcelain skin and delicate jaws
So should I push away or fade away
Blend into shades of black and grey
Slow down time
Slip from my mind
Yet always you remain
Even when the last wisp of smoke escapes my lungs
I can still taste your name on my tongue

— The End —