"herion" poems
OCD OCD
Don't you know I love thee
I'm obsessed you're obsessed
We're two stalkers stalking each other in love
can’t get enough
Youre the best drug I ever took
OCD OCD
Don't you know I'm crazy for thee
I want you everyday
You are all that I crave
I crave you like herion
No way will I be mellowin
OCD OCD
Two attached we never let go
we don't care what they know
we don't care what they think
we don't care if they think were bad together
it's beside the point we know forever
OCD OCD
I'm so compulsed I cannot see
I am so blindly in love
I'm so compelled to never let you be
And I know you think the same as me
Let us bask in our OCD
Jun 17, 2016
Jun 17, 2016 at 12:05 PM UTC
Does that make me defective
to crave the life of a young girl
chasing dangerous indulgence?
Wishing I was screaming with laughter
hanging halfway outside a car window
potentially toxic substances rolled tight
and held stiff between my fingers,
Singing along to the melodies of
my favorite song through a grainy stereo,
Driving without a physical destination
but a mental destination
of joy and acceptance
and true happiness,
Intertwining with the soul of
maybe a significant other
but maybe just a friend in need of
the same type of love I needed that night,
Needing love like it was herion
and being addicted to the idea of freedom
like it was ****
But we stayed away from drugs like those,
that's why we craved them.
That's why we drove for hours
with nowhere to go.
Does it make me defective
to crave the life of a young girl
chasing dangerous indulgence?
Nov 12, 2013
Nov 12, 2013 at 2:28 AM UTC
MY FAITH IS GODS IMAGINATION
MY FAITH IS MY LIFES CREATION
ITS ENTRUSTED TO YOU FROM BIRTH
ITS WITH YOU FOR THE WHOLE DURATION
MY FAITH, IN GOD, IS MY SALVATION
DON'T BE AFRAID IF YOU CAN NO LONGER FEEL
DON'T BE EMBARRASSED IF YOU NO LONGER KNEEL
YOUR FAITH IS A BELIEF THAT NO ONE CAN STEAL
YOUR FAITH IS YOUR ANSWER TO YOUR WORST ORDEAL
SCIENCE TRYS TO HARD TO PROVE HEAVEN IS ONLY SCIENCE FICTION
THEY SAY THERE WAS NO JESUS
THEY SAY THERE WAS NO CRUCIFIXION
BELIEF IN GOD IS JUST A DELUSION BUT MORE HARMFUL THAN A HERION ADDICTION
THEY SAY RELIGION ONLY CAUSES WAR AND MASS DESTRUCTION
BUT ITS NOT GODS WORD'S
ITS NOT GODS WORDS OF INSTRUCTION
ITS NOT GODS HANDS THAT PUT WEAPONS INTO PRODUCTION
ITS NOT GODS MONEY THAT PAYS FOR ALL THIS MILITARY CONSTRUCTION
ITS THE SUPER RICH WHO CREATE THESE DEADLY WARS
THEY PLOT AND PLAN LIKE EVIL VAMPIRES HIDDEN BEHIND REINFORCED WALLS
THERE ONLY SATISFIED WHEN WE ARE ALL STARVING BEGGING ON ALL FOURS
GOD HAS INFORMED ME TO WRITE THIS BOOK TO INFORM SO WE CAN FINALLY GET EVEN AND SETTLE THE SCORES.
Oct 4, 2018
Oct 4, 2018 at 9:23 AM UTC
I dont feel like writing anymore
I dont feel like dancing anymore
I dont feel like rapping anymore
I dont feel like myself
I cant think straight
I dont even know who i am anymore
Im confused about my feelings
Im confused about life
But what i do know
... is that im a daddyless little girl
i have been pretty much all my life
my dads somewhere using herion
Not caring about his little girl
Im scared whether or not
He'll get sent back to jail
Im lost and confused
Im just trying to survive in this world
But now i just dont care
Im completly numb
Dec 18, 2013
Dec 18, 2013 at 7:16 PM UTC
your so cute your love is like herion, kiss me now and don't hold back. your an inferno, I am a cigarette
Dec 30, 2013
Dec 30, 2013 at 2:30 AM UTC
Silly goose. Hide and beek.
Play the herion, strong and free.
Expensive easy life.
Such a good ride though.
Jul 11, 2020
Jul 11, 2020 at 9:13 AM UTC
As I sit here in time
And chip away rocks
One rock at a time
One falls to the ground
With blood on my hands
I chip at another stained with sweat
It was from an old lover
I look to the ground
And its covered by another
As I chip away at life
My pile is very full
I shuffle through rocks
To see where I'll go
I see rocks stained with tears
I see rocks from my past years
I find rocks of heart aches
Which there were many
I find rocks of joy
Which there are plenty
There's rocks filled with herion
That's from my past
There rocks of forgiving
Those are rocks that last
There's rocks of bad
From when I was a boy
There's rocks of lonlyness
From when I was alone
No matter the cause
No matter the reason
These are rocks of my life
It's what gives me meaning
Dec 27, 2014
Dec 27, 2014 at 3:58 AM UTC
I didn't think you'd grow up
to be so beautiful
and so sad
I wonder if you'll
die before me
your hair is so orange
And your eyes green
and your entire body
kissed with freckles
and your veins pierced
with needles
and your body poisoned
With decay
i am sorry
I wasn't there
to
tell you
to
stop
Mar 4, 2015
Mar 4, 2015 at 5:11 AM UTC
I feel like I've started a new addiction
Weaker than herion
Stronger than *******
you
This **** should be illegal
But I'd still go for it
Why?
Because there is no better
Feeling
Then what you can provide.
Mar 3, 2015
Mar 3, 2015 at 9:02 PM UTC
it feels like a needle through your nose
except without the pain
you're nothing but a disappointment after disappointment
our eyes locked in the coffee shop
but my trembling heart could not tell you just how i ...
my mind is a jumble
high school was the worst best years of my life
a razor never cuts deeper than rejection
and a fear of failure stopped me
from kissing the girl i thought was cute
getting kicked out of my house
is an unfulfilled dream
i want you to get so angry it hurts
and a punch to the face would
help me more than god or molly
i want what is bad for me
but i can never pull the trigger
on my romanticized downward spiral
herion addicts are my secret heroes
but i was born in the wrong century
but but but but i make nothing but excuses
see what i did there?
if i was sixteen again i'd cut my wrists
and be happier because i never took chances
or danced on the floor
just sat on the wall in a constant
of existing but never really living
i'd rather be depressed than happy
and every second that ticks by
is a second i regret
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*****
**** up
loser
Apr 4, 2013
Apr 4, 2013 at 10:28 PM UTC
A life with herion I wish no one to experience. It is so hard to describe for all to understand. First do understand it does **** If lucky you'll only get hooked.
The first words out of everyone's mouth is "not for me". I said it, guilty as charged!
Your first fix, you say your "just going to try it once", famous last words. So you do it. What a feeling. A warmth comes over you your eyes go shut, off to that euphoria, a land of lands, a settling feeling better then *** Don't be fooled.
Many people die their first time.
As you said only once, the second and third time come. You want a little more each time. The money starts flowing and the tracks start. And you found a friend, the monkey. He needs to be feed all the time.
Money runs short, so you pay your bills or get high. Well if you don't get high you get sick. Just put it this way, when sick, it's paralyzing to say the least. So you say you'll pay the bill later one last time. Now your in a vicious circle. Pawning and stealing, manipulating loved ones and friends.
You think know one knows, wrong they all do, they beg you to stop. You think they don't understand. No, you don't understand. Help is the only way out.
Please understand this, ****** is bad but not the worst. **** alcohol, coke, barbits do much more harm to the body.
These are not bad people, they just have bad ways. It's Insanity, doing the something over and over expecting a different result.
5 days to detox
28 days to break a habit
Follow up with treatment
N/A, C/A, A/A if needed.
God grant me the serenity to accept the things I can not change.
The courage to change the things that I can.
And the wisdom to know the difference.
Jan 12, 2015
Jan 12, 2015 at 11:33 PM UTC
I'm tired of being mad.
You walked out my life and I blamed myself for it. I blamed myself for alot of the things you chose to do. You chose to walk out of my life and you chose to use herion. I had nothing to do with those decisions. I hate to call you a terrible father but you are... you constantly lie to me, you always talk to me about selling drugs, you don't support me, you rarely call me, you weren't there for my birth and you don't even know that I lost my virginity. I wrote this in hopes to forgive you but i'm realizing that i'm not ready to forgive you. I just feel like if you really wanted to be in my life you would try harder to be in it but if not well, I don't chase after anyone so if you wanna walk out my life, i'll hold the door open for you.
Nov 29, 2015
Nov 29, 2015 at 6:39 PM UTC
Her habit was herion my spell was depression, we adressed eachother in murmurs and groans, together we died and were reborn. It was sadder than the last day and gloomier than before, but we were closer when furthest away, like each time we stepped out we came home.
Nov 1, 2013
Nov 1, 2013 at 3:41 AM UTC
I can't sleep I can't eat is this my defeat I'm dead inside but look alive on the outside I feel like I will never be the same as I once was because I'm addicted to her she is the cause of my defeat the reason I can't sleep I feel like she is a parasite digging her way into my mind even when she's gone I can still hear her voice calling me
Jan 12, 2016
Jan 12, 2016 at 2:17 PM UTC
Thinking back on my life, when I was a little child;
So outrageous and bubbly doing things that were wild.
Thinking back on my life, all those wonderful years;
Not a care in the world, no worries, no fears.
Thinking back on my life, all the advice I was told:
What a wonderful child, my parents hoped they would mold.
But as we all know, it's not always what we dreamed;
Life gets harder, and to us it's not always how it seemed.
There are two roads in life: the right one and wrong one;
The wrong one I chose and it seemed life was done.
But as time has went on, I had to agree;
I can do and be anything I want to achieve.
I have tried over and over and failed to succeed;
But I am a SOLDIER, that's what I believe.
My LIFE is too precious to let it slip away;
I must try harder and harder each coming day.
One day soon, I'll be All that I am;
How do I know you ask?
BECAUSE I KNOW I CAN!!!!
Nov 25, 2014
Nov 25, 2014 at 8:08 AM UTC
As I walk through these
poppies in an unending field
In a small village
In Afghanistan
A place of people's dreams
The one's who live there
Want a better life
The one's who don't
Want what's produced
From there crops
***** they make
That's in pain pills we take
Herion on the streets
Was once my dreams
This flower is known to be
A flower of God
It helped Alexandra the Great
To conquer this world
It's is only a flower
That helped define this world
There a lot of history
In drugs throughout this world
Dec 28, 2014
Dec 28, 2014 at 1:51 PM UTC
My Herion Queen
You're my only pain reliever, I'll never leave you,
If you don't want me, just tell me, & I'll delete everything just for you
Created & inspired by
My ride & die, hear my cry
No one gets me like you do
My drawing, my song
My poem, my life, my time
My dreams, my thoughts,
My sorrow, my anguish
My pain, my rain, my main
Take all of me, or none
Take some, get none
I'm no spare tire, nor liar
Keeping it real lovely lady
I hope you read my poetry
Someday discover me
Unravel your love for me
I clearly do my best
Put my words to the test
I can't believe my heart
Still wishes your kisses
Soft lips, & tender skin
Holding you tight at night
It takes two, for our right
To love each we must fight
Thee odds against us two
You're my ****** Queen
The only one
To leave me numb
Come take my pain away
I only ask for one day
When your presences in
When the moon is all in
My soul twin, you win
I give in, only take me
For a ride, my ***** spin
Love me with white candles, hold your handles, begin your deadly strangle
Release all your build up
Anger, desire with fire
Until you bust drop tired
A romantic night,
A candle light,
blanket cover us warm,
a sleepover you'll
Ask to do over and over
A night filled with
Longing love from above
Just me and you
Interlock the night away...
May 3, 2015
May 3, 2015 at 6:48 AM UTC
where do i think i'm going
where do i think i've been
who the **** do i think i am
my best freind Paully
along with my other freinds
this narcotic charm called herion
took them all to the end
this junkie's dream called herion
they think it's fun
you might as well use just a plain old gun
prolong the agoney, keep ******* around
think about them, when you use again
it could be your last time
remember it only cost a dime
so you think you can do it
but it could be your last time
you shoot it anyway and you don't even care
to you it's only that very next fix
i tell them all the time, you better beware
don't do as i do, but it's all up to you
you can't ever tell a ****** whatever to do
always remember, it's all about you
this dope called herion
is no ******* game
always remember it's out to drive you insane
if your luckey, you'll only get hooked
so give it a try, so do what you do
to just get high
this world of herion
doesn't only want to get you
always remember it wants to **** you
Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 6:32 PM UTC
where did they think they were going
when they took that shot in their arm
my best friend Paully, along with some of my other friends
this narcotic charm called ****** took them all to the end
it's a junkie's dream and they think it's fun
they might as well use , just a plain old gun
prolong the agony, keep ******* around
think about death, when you shoot it again
it could be your last time and it only cost a dime
so they think they can do it, it could be their last time
they shoot it anyway and they don't even care
to them it was only, their very next fix
i told them all the time, that they better beware
don't do as i do, but it's all up to you
you can't ever tell a ****** whatever to do
always remember it's all about you
this dope called ****** is no ******* game
always remember, it will drive you insane
if your lucky, you'll only get hooked
so they give it a try, just to get high
Apr 3, 2015
Apr 3, 2015 at 1:40 PM UTC
No one can say this world's the palace of wonderful things,
When born into a broken home,
Where the love given isn't shown
A concrete hell
A saddened reality
Where we see a corrupt sight
My mother with a depressed life
Seeked herion to feel numb.
A brother rebel of his own making
Tool, pantera and slayer his music engraved his soul
Marilyn Manson echoed his ROOM Nothing but anger. ..
Loomed...
A sister thoughts outlined in chalk
Her addiction to liquor flowed forth HIDDEN
Away .. to cover the years that were in a disarray
She always wanted a perfect size two body
To show off... anorexic and bulimic disorders covered her pain..
Innocent and still so very young
I was locked away in My fantasy world
Barbies and Polly pocket... and my teddy bear Bentley. .
I climb the tree in my front yard to protect myself somehow.
Teasing me my sibling would say..
Hahaha your the adopted one
The truthfulness wasn't there
Why did no one care
Issues of a broken home
Memories come flooding back
Jul 22, 2016
Jul 22, 2016 at 7:26 AM UTC
Babies in a space shuttle push abort. Man alone on the street, herion needle in his gut. I tell you one thing, this aint good for you. She said, "I'm a dreamer child, and thats just what i'll do." I said, "come and collapse, there is nothing in it, nothing left, nothing i can do." She said, "thats ok boy, i am free here and i know just what to do."...
Apr 4, 2013
Apr 4, 2013 at 11:37 PM UTC
Herion for the lust you have forgotten
senseless, i am the pain thats beaten you, down trodden
restless, i am relentless, a symphony of destruction
painless, i've killed less, something new, something brand new
hopeless, you be the judge, savior, not anymore
sleep less dream more
Feb 2, 2013
Feb 2, 2013 at 8:02 PM UTC
I feel ugly when I can’t find the words to say
I left tomorrow for yesterday
It’s the pain and the strain that I smoke
Feelings get away
not one on my sleeve
With the wind, I blew away
any chance of us today
got thrown away
when I got sick
I wish you would hear these words
*** you were the first and last thing I lost
to what cost I blew you away
A sunset paints the day
But the moon can only reflect
that light in your eyes
herion brown
I could stare for days
but you don’t want me around
**** you for not needing me
your seed in me still grows
and it shows
Broken lost confused
hearing voices, torture, torment pain
I wish I could go back to when I was sane
Nightmares too ugly to say
Thank god those passed
I did it, i survived, i got away
I don’t know how long it’ll last
I feel like death is ******* calling me
so I look at the past
It’’s my favorite past time
Let me tell you for the last time
i needed you
like I need air to breathe
Live on and be happy without me
I know that’s how it works
I hope your happy
I just want you to be happy
and when I die young
don’t cry or mourn
keep your eye on the light
and shine bright, breathe freely
Feb 20, 2019
Feb 20, 2019 at 2:59 PM UTC