"cocain" poems
If you do cocain
you must be insane
when you snort that line
all the stars do aline
only you can see
what means to me
that one peaceful taste
is a little like paste
but it always comes
when you have the runs
but ***** only you
can be true
just remember that one fateful line
isn't always such a crime.
Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 8:30 PM UTC
u want more emotion, maybe im just tourchered to the point im just going through the motions praying out there i find a potion to let me relax, maybe stop the wise cracks about how im fat or how minimal the cash is i stack. or maybe the fact when i cut open my vain i just see black no crimson blood just black oozing from the cracks as if my tanned skin is a stone statue starting to crumble under the weight of self loathing. the fact of deep down id rather be a better person but it bugs me i cant afford the fancy clothing, even in our society how we hype up to the idea then it comes to play and no one seems to stay like whatever happened to kony we live amungst phoneys saying their better only to better their pride and maybe to impress a futer bride collecting money only green in there eyes envious of those that accumulate wealth but seem to be blind to those who have nothing pushin it off to someone who has more to give now tell me again wat gives u a greater right to live over the young women even children forced into *** but u need to spend ur check on a fancy rolex because ur life is complex now im not saying im better though i have been gifted with my life but in my heart i still cry everynight because were on borrowed time ive seen people distroy themselves in hate a freind in grade 9 became addicted to cocain now shooting ****** in his vein his leather jacked stained skin n bones calling on the phone for his next fix my mom with her slit wrists pretending i dont exist now is that enough emotion for u after all im still just a kid.
Jan 14, 2014
Jan 14, 2014 at 9:42 AM UTC
Lust, attraction.. attachment.
I'm at the mercy of biochemistry.
Cupid with his arrow, shot my soul.
In a ridiculous fashion.
It makes no sense.. is it supposed to?
Flushes cheeks, my hearts racing.. hands are clammy.
Never met a soul I was close to.
The dopamine, could be the nicotine.
I'm blinded.. such a beautiful face
The adrenalin & serotonin coursing through my veins.
I find I'm tempted, temporarily insane.
Cupids star struck victim.
Vasopressin & oxytocin in my nervous system.
Tell me are these the drugs for long term commitment?
I just had to laugh.. in my experience, good things never last.
Like the ocean, my love for you was vast.
I guess cupid missed his shot
The time has come, your love went past.
Like cocain, I'm sure there's a better way.
It was all just chemicals anyway..
Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 10:59 PM UTC
Happy little pill,
I need you so
To take away my pain
To try to keep me sane
Show me the right way
I'll consume you everyday
Happy little pill,
Numb my heart
Dry my eyes
Bring dancing colors to my skies
'cause all I see is grey
Fill my mouth with the truth I want to say
Happy little pill,
Promise me your intention is not to ****
Free my mind from their empty hearts,empty eyes,set me free from their lies
Give me the ease from this world so cold
My soul's still not sold for cocain and gold
Happy little pill,
Our friendship is real
But I shouldn't take another one
Yet I know I will,I know I will
I'll take one for me
And one for you
One for everything I couldn't do
One for what was and for wasn't
What the hell,I'll take two dozen
Happy little pill,
Take me away
Mend my smashed heart
I love your bittersweet taste
When my mind goes to waste
Happy little pill,
You are the one I need
I want you my greedy soul to feed
Set me free from all the things I did
Take me to my eternal bed,dirt will be so cold and wet
It's my new home,2 foot wide and 6 foot deep
Happy little pill you'll be the only one to weep
Sep 6, 2014
Sep 6, 2014 at 6:55 AM UTC
DISTURBIA
HYSTERIA
FOLDED
ROLLED IN THE BACK
OF MY EYELIDS FLUTTERED BY HAIL
BUT MY EYES DON'T BLINK
DRIED LIKE CONCREAT CRACKED
OPEN
FROM TEARS OVERDONE READNESS
CONTAGIOUS
IN MOUNT OLYMPUS
PALE LIKE COCAIN
IT CONTAINS YOU
LIKE EVAPORATION
I CRAWL WHILE I
SLURR THE LIFE OF MY EYES
LIKE
CHECKING ON INTO IMMAGRATION
BOBB MY HEAD BACK
AND TWIST OPEN THE CAP OF EVERY BLOOD FLOW BEHIND THE SOCKET
AND IT GOES
IT FLOWS
LET GO
LOOSE LIKE A **** TO HER KNEES
PLEASE YOU
ME
INTO YOU
INTO ME
IN MY EYES
STAY OPEN
CAN'T PUT THEM
TO SLEEP
AND SHEEP DON'T COME ROUND HERE NO MORE AND MY SIGHT KEEP SEEING METEPHORES
OF HUMOR FORMING
INTO EVERY TRICK PLAYING OPTICAL ILLUSION
YOU WERE
...AN ILLUSION
CREATING MADNESS
AND THE CORE OF MY HAIR ROOT RAISNG SKIN DEEPINING ICE BURGE SKIN FROZEN
THE BECONS ABOUVE THE SKULL TOP SPITTIN OUT PELE'S LAVA MELTING BURNING
TEARING APPART
THIS MASSACRE OF MY HEART
AND I AM LEFT TO HARVEST
HARBOR
WHAT'S LEFT OF THE UGLINESS IN MY EYE
(INCREDIBLE INK- TEAM JAGUAR HAWAII )
© Copyright 2014 S.T. Parish CSP Rebel of Eden
Sep 13, 2014
Sep 13, 2014 at 2:53 AM UTC
I snort poetry
Just give me a rhyme
I'll breathe it in deep
Like a cocain line
I love words
Poetry and prose
I'll snort 'em right up
Like I'm sniffin a rose
They give me a buzz
Get me high
Give me wings
And then I fly
Way more addictive
Than any drug I've tried
Write me a poem
I'll read it and get fried
Apr 21, 2016
Apr 21, 2016 at 4:41 PM UTC
My Guitar
My only loved one
today I'm gonna spur you to heaven
I'm gonna play cocain on you and get high
take me to the blues
take me to Chicago
take me to the stars
today
I'm gonna tune you to thunders
to resonate off my miseries
and to get a good sustain which is gonna last forever
Aug 6, 2013
Aug 6, 2013 at 3:54 AM UTC
I'm not strong enough to continue living
My life is getting down down and down
I don't know anything called anymore smiling
My mind is just going round and round
I need backup if I want to stay alive
I need power if i want to smile
I wish if i can be just cold
I wish if i had the bold
People live their lives as there is no tomorrow
They have fun,they forget them sorrows
But why my destiny is to live with pain
My medicine is smoking, having drugs and cocain
Oh God, give me the power
To stand up from this hollow
I'm not ready to be buried
Help me, give me your hand
Dec 1, 2013
Dec 1, 2013 at 10:52 AM UTC
Though the days are now bygone
When we used to blabber on and on
When I used to sit in my balcony
And think about committing this felony
To be in love with this nightingale
So sweet was the voice of this female
And it went on and on
Until we lost control of our own
When the expectations rose to such a height
That we started to talk until midnight
I hardly used to hear her words
As I was lost in her chords
Because I have never saw a person so cloying
That to get her, I would keep myself ploying
Now I know, what was my fault
To bring on her and myself, such an assault
If I had the option, to do it all again
I still wonder, would I like to keep it sustain?
What I miss now most, is your gn and bye
And with equal amount, your hello and hi
Do you know, what I like to do in my freetime?
Is to think of all the things I would say to you, incase you had been mine
I know that, I have not been such a good a friend
But I never expected things to come to such an end
I tried my best to let our relationship extend
But life had to take, some another bend
I no longer enjoy these winds and rain
Because you have left me insane
Pondering about, what you would be doing over there
But I do not call, thinking, who am I to interfere?
Was this just the play of time?
That you left me, suffering in this famine
And now you have become so distant
That to call me, you have become so reluctant?
You dont know, how I miss you now
As all I feel now, is this death so slow
Let me tell you, as we draw to this end so nigh
That your iloveyou to me , was so big a sigh
That you became, the ******* of my high.
Jan 12, 2016
Jan 12, 2016 at 1:35 PM UTC
*Crack,cocain,
meth,heroine,
Weed,LSD,
Don't know what am saying,
Is it my depression,
Or a confession,
Or just a symptom of effusion,
Its my abrasion,
Yes it hurts,
It hurts my body,
It hurts my soul,
but doesn't feel sorry,
these, these filthy little stuff are,
What makes my living possible,*
Are what makes me controlable, tell me a way to run from them, to make them leave me, I used to have a life, before I went stupid.. Before i went mad, no one to talk to, they were my only friends, the one i could depend, even in my darkest days...
Apr 10, 2013
Apr 10, 2013 at 7:38 AM UTC
The lines and the cuts and filling my sight,
Will I ever come back from this terrible night?
I see oppertunity on the horizon like a midnight flame,
Maybe I should play the devils little game.
For as the lepord has its spots, as I my weakness,
Like a ghost in the night I overcome my meekness.
To move close to the lines drawn upon the table,
As I clear out my veins I just wasnt able,
To see the truth in the broadcast blasting on the cable,
This life will get better, is that fact or fable?
Will I ever be happy again? Someone answer!
Or ill just keep spinning in a circle like a ******* tiny dancer.
And as my throat began to close,
And my blood pressure rose,
I feel this new life enter into my nose,
I can feel my skin crawling underneath of my clothes,
This feeling keeps grows as it enters my toes.
But now what is happening? As I see the red tide.
I can see my blood flowing, coming from the inside.
I guess this is going to be my final ride,
The paper curtains slammed shut, and in the dark the actors cried.
Sep 1, 2010
Sep 1, 2010 at 9:04 PM UTC
Short rap story
Lil loonie was a loser school abuser at home told he's was no more than manure
Always down on frowned on
Hound on!
People he's a supposed love are
Far being bigons
Stuck between two
Mother with issues
Dead brother picture hanngin in the window.
Constant reticule only peace
Was dream of revenue
Own a avenue be a block owner like the corner toker smokers shadows crews
Jammin to the bad words they lingo ,
The way lean tho , havin honnies chasin at they feet too
Seems so blissful
I want it!
Soo lil Lonnie became a grown up,
Started selling grass up in the school bus,
Ayo man. Lonnie gone nuts !
Starting fights skippin class grabbing *** up in the hallway ,
Stealing cash,
And ****** in the hallway,
Jumpin other kids in the stall way
He's gone gray,
He finally dropped out , linked up with the corners, made a connection now he's transporting product ,
Constantly eyes shut , to the fact that he blind but makin quap to support his mom and dads ****
So they didn't question his surprised bust ,
Did 20 rough , came home to a dead conscious mutt , and Cocain addicted **** ,
Moms up in hospital, dad has lost his mind , nuts. A remarried krutch Brain is crust , powdered dust loonie.
Lil Lonnie lost a huge portion of life to a past hobby, trying to good now, takin flowers to the lobby. Only to find he's heading to mortuary section , mom didn't make it past the first chemo injection.
Sep 28, 2016
Sep 28, 2016 at 2:59 PM UTC
so many of these trolls want beef
but like i spark to a reef
ill set ya *** on fire
i got that fire that make ya *** retire sire
higher learning
keep my flows churning
til the early mourning
no yawning
by the time ya catch me
ill be in the next century
waitin' for any
emcee to test me they best to be
ready for my artillery
hittin' harder than ******
pay the piper
turn the beat up
wat ch me turn hyper
im.mixed with cocain and propane
that means im gassed up
soon to blast up
any thing i touch i clutch
this world is mine
im too much handle
break through news scandals
got many houses near the florida panhandles
dont give a **** who in the way
ill pave a way tanks is what drive
you can check the snout
my bullets wipe a whole nation out
ima keep cummin' as long as the ******* hummin'
dont make me have to summon
demons I stay schemin'
like sun rays im.beamin'
tag teamin'
with my army fatigue
break youdown slowly
like bacteria im scarin' ya
as i blowwww here i gooo
And where did i go
Ya lookin' for me
Say hello to my 44
Caliper
Keep you in check
I get respect
Aint scared of no lion tigers n bears
So i tell ya
Trolls beware ya in for a scare
Like R L stine
Chrck my glow as i shine
Brighter then the sun do
What the **** ya gone do
When come for you
Day or dark it dont matter
Im.antimatter
As the drummer is beatin'
Got all of ya tweekin'
Ya volume turn up my ****
Im hardest to hit
97 was my first gig
Who ever thougjt the lil skinny kid
Could rhymes like this
Punish like this
Im similar to pac n chris
Choke fools like Sprewell
Im livin' well cant ya tell
Im shell shocked veteran
Been throguh much pain
I couldn't take in
Death is on tha hunt galore
Once more
Blowin coco leaves
As i go
But cant find me
Why ? *** i aint hear no moe hahaha
Jan 1, 2016
Jan 1, 2016 at 2:33 PM UTC
He held my hand,
walking on the old road.
His grasp, tighter than mine.
I was happy.
I was free.
I was afraid.
I was chained
to a mad man.
He looked at me and he smiled.
I smiled back.
He called me his,
and I knew
there was no escaping now.
Three months.
Cocain scares me.
His alcohol makes him want me
in a way that I cannot give.
He yelled.
He screams.
He leaves me.
I'm free again.
I should be happy again.
I'm afraid.
Three months.
He's gone.
One night.
Five minutes
was all it took
and I want to be his again.
I'm chained
to a mad man
and he carries me around
like a dead body
he tries to avoid.
I'm nothing
with him.
I'm nothing
without him.
I am nothing.
Nov 6, 2011
Nov 6, 2011 at 2:02 AM UTC
I remember when I used sit back
My Ol man used to push it in a Cadillac
Clean with the Royce grill
And quick to make ya blood spill
Out for the ****
I later learned how to deal
My mind focused tryna reach a mill
Ion got a five thousand dolla medallion
Keep cutie on my wrist bad *** stallion
Black Chinese and Italian
Is here mix hittin licks
**** that ******* got me almost bent
But gotta shake off this love spell
Cuz I'm all about my yeyo
Boats by the sail sailin through hell
As my trunk wave
Side to side
Keep ya distance
Cuz I got ******* in the back of my ride
Check out it's that Mr Yosef
Kin to Lucifer a rebel
And no stopping me
I'm coming down reppin the Brown streets
Packin heat like a dessert
And I'm shooting so muthaphukkaz
Can hurt doin dirt
Putting in work see the beautiful perks
I made out of pushing dope
Now everybody on my team making cream
No haters could intervene
I'm on the scene
Gotta give it up to my homie watts
Makin dope beats puffin sweet
And the boogie don't stop
Check my four hop make a *** stop
Fillin up like a super unleaded
Fill up her gas tank down the *****
Then commence to mix a drank
Got the prometh and the sprite I'm in a lean wayy back makin stacks
Now how my grip slide
Chill cuz I got cocain in the back of my rideee
Nov 19, 2016
Nov 19, 2016 at 10:36 AM UTC
She is so fragile, so damaged, so broken.
She never had the courage to be outspoken, as she only has time anymore to talk to herself.
She hides her pain away in her own little bubble.
While she continues in her life hoping not to get in trouble... again.
No not after last time when her mom walked in as she was sticking a needle in her skin.
It was her second time trying cocain.
First time was with her best friend two years ago that died from a tumor in his brain.
Her mom forgave her but she doesn't forgive herself.
Things like this pile onto her imaginary shelf
Of emotions that cause her to be fragile, damaged, and broken.
After all this, she has lost her will to eat.
The bullies at school only make things so much worse.
They made fun of everything, from her speech to her smile, from her voice to her eyes, from her laugh to her lack of retaliation.
They only make fun of the smile and the laugh, because anymore they are never seen.
She always thought how could people be so mean
To a girl that's going through the same daily routine
That's just trying to chase her childhood dream
To a girl that is now kicked off of her team.
She failed the drug test again, big surprise.
The coach sent her off with a McDonalds coupon like "hey get some fries,
you need em".
Just what she needed, her biggest role model and her only father figure making fun of her anorexia in front of the whole team.
She was treated like a *****
And didn't give anyone a reason to think any more
of her, even she started to believe it.
She came home and her bedroom door she would shut
Just so she could have a private place to cut.
Cut away at her feelings cut away at her emotions.
She just wanted everything to be gone, but she knew it couldn't happen.
All this she regretted.
But what happened, happened.
And she did nothing to keep it from repeating again.
Her friends at school turn their backs on her like she never even existed.
Like they hadn't ever been friends, like reality had been twisted.
Deep down it kills her, she just doesn't let anyone know.
Before you know it, she's already on death row.
Sentenced by herself.
What collapsed was the imaginary shelf
That held all the emotions inside her.
Now they're overwhelming, overcoming her.
All her old friends try to comfort her but it just makes it worse because every single one of them is fake to her
But anyway it's too late now, her mind is set.
This is the story of the girl who lived a life of regret.
Feb 13, 2016
Feb 13, 2016 at 10:55 PM UTC
Tell them what really happens . I know you know.
Tell them you know why the Blue Sky is black. What is it you think you know about water and spectrums?
You think Cocain looks like Chalk but you don't really care because you Smoke something else.
Tell them you think twice before saying something smart, Not very Smart is it?
I know you think they went to the Moon. Because you chose Neil and Mark over Mulder and Scully.
Talk to them about your glorious ****** peaks that long for someone to match your Broken.
I know you think they don't know. How could they possibly know cloud-99
The Bliss. My days aren't numbered here.
My cup of tea, diluted because lukewarm is all I am
My HorrorScopes forever being so Jack and Rose on the shipwreck. Except, This is not a film.
Don't mention how I always Choke on the Calcium I smoke because Cocain is too Mainstream. That's not your business anyway.
It's the River of Frozen tears I get the night chills from. I'm sick and how do I tell my Mother that I'm coming?
Who'll open the gates for me?
May The Lord See my heart and forgive me. My intention was to break bread and Learn how to sing. But all I learned was how to Speak Melancholia.
May 15, 2017
May 15, 2017 at 4:54 PM UTC
Standing still
In this city full of forgotten souls
Cocain,popping pills
Gazed eyes flashing headlights
Going wild,instanity taking over me whole
Im breathing
But barely alive
Angel
allow me to hold ur sacred soul
Allow me to follow you into the unknown
Take me away
Lets leave this destructed land of pain
Neverland,where we will stay
And wel forever remain sane
Death,catching up to me
instantly,let me breath you in
**** me if you can
With your ****** gory hands
Darkness,follows me
I hear my fate,its caling me
Deranged, insanity
Im an animal needing to be permantantly encaged
Sickened disease
Oh Lord, please,diagnose me
Bright lights, I find my peace
Never alone
Darkened echos
Mindless groans
Break away I want to b taken
Take me away cause im a souless wreck
Trying to fight this storm
The life may leave my lungs
Wild tides breaking my bones
A blackened wound remains in my shattering soul
Nights endless
Life,lets forget this
I desire a breathtaking daydrean
Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 6:12 PM UTC
Cocain will **** with your brain, but if you smoke a J, it will make the breeze feel right on that perfect night, it turns that walk into a journey, discover the universe, just make sure to keep it burning!
Jul 26, 2013
Jul 26, 2013 at 6:26 PM UTC
She's got cool aid in her veins -
neon pouring through the rain
A lighthouse heart with red lips
shooting straight from the hip
I've been craving her since the 80's
like a cowboy gone cocain crazy
A hundred million blue balloons
lift me straight up to the moon
I can see earth and all its pretty
lights when I look inside her eyes
Oct 18, 2015
Oct 18, 2015 at 10:34 PM UTC
Sitting here in the darkness trying to scream in a atlas. Pen with no pad is penless. Cut my wirst so deep call it witness. Let me scream till I bleed out please beacuse I can hardly take it.
Cocain in my system i I don't take it
Codeine in my system I don't take it
I stay down true
I don't ride rule
I'll always be true to you
Apr 25, 2022
Apr 25, 2022 at 3:35 AM UTC
She's got cool aid in her veins
Neon pouring through the rain
She's a dream I wish I had
A disease I'd rather spread
I've been craving her since the 80's
Like a cowboy gone cocain crazy
Climb inside my head, Alison
Let me be your wonderland instead
All these flashing lights
Dancing off your skin
Neon pouring through the rain
She's got cool aid in her veins
Nov 12, 2015
Nov 12, 2015 at 10:34 PM UTC
We were all three so high
Mommy step daddy and daughter.
I was sixteen
My mom was so mean
She beat the **** out of me
For no reasoning.
And her old man, he had been raised the same
So understood, like we had the same brain
and he loved me, more than his own daughter.
Yeah I loved him more than my own father
He was ****** and i had always wanted to be..
A high school flunky, that was definately me.
A sick twisted mind, wrapped in sick twisted slime
**** I was an addict before my time.
10 years old watching movies about herion,
and *** and ******
and cigarettes and cocain.
Needles intruiged me, I was insane.
So when Jon came in to the bath room
and said you wanna shot
I pulled out my arm,
sweat beaded hot.
He pulled out the blood,
mixed with the **** rot
Pushed it back in and it felt like a clot.
Moved to my heart
I could taste it in my mouth
in to my brain
I was passing out.
Feb 19, 2017
Feb 19, 2017 at 4:18 PM UTC