"pcp" poems
Ben Kowalewicz (spoken): Hi, my name is Ben Kowalewicz and this is Billy Talent.
Well I tripped, I fell down naked
I drank from a cup of lead
I hugged a skunk, it peed on me
Yesterday I joined Scientology
Steal a Camaro, then **** Jack Sparrow
Try stupid **** try stupid ****
Jump in a dump truck, smell **** and get stuck
I cannot read, I cannot read
**** on computers, then drink some pewter
Die sanity, die sanity
Marry a cheapskate, gain ninety pounds weight
I'm really dumb, I'm really dumb
I'm stupid, it's my fault, so daft
I like to play in the garbage shaft
The best sport is Parkour, **** straight
I arrive at work five hours late
Drink a deep fryer, eat some barbed wire
Try stupid **** try stupid ****
Sleep in a fireplace, burn your entire face
I cannot read, I cannot read
Cinnamon challenge, go on a chalk binge
Die sanity, Die sanity
Bike into traffic, pose pornographic
I'm a ******* I'm a *******
I ate some poo!
I'm stupid, it's my fault
Try
I'm stupid, it's my fault
Lie
This bad song don't make sense
Pie
Get a Prince Albert, snake blood for dessert now?
Drink some Everclear, cut off your own ear now?
Go back in time to, forties as a Jew
Try stupid **** try stupid ****
Do *** and rip off your right knee
I cannot read, I cannot read
Find the KKK, put on some blackface
Die sanity, die sanity
Locate a pervert, then take off your shirt
I am a twit, I am a twit
I am a twit, I am a twit
Try stupid **** try stupid ****
I am a twit, I am a twit
May 27, 2012
May 27, 2012 at 6:15 PM UTC
A panda sit on the frozen water.
Another stares at me from the wall.
Two pandas.
Then my phone rings.
The bears sing!
And bees swarm from their mouths
and sting me with needles.
Needles full of ***
LSD!
ACID RAIN!
ICE COLD *******
And then there is no more pain.
Sleep comes.
The pandas sleep under my bed.
Mar 4, 2011
Mar 4, 2011 at 9:38 PM UTC
You think you are someone of great strength in mind,
as you belittle all the people around you,
for the sake of not appearing kind,
because it was the only thing you knew.
Taught to be tough and a big boy,
you can go and use a gun as a toy,
become accustomed to the ability to destroy.
As you see nothing wrong from stealing the light in one's eyes,
being the artist of their demise,
as you ruin their families lies.
BANG, BANG, BANG,
goes the gun in your hand,
over a dead body you stand,
just as you planned.
Put that hit on that sonofabitch,
it went off without a hitch,
now you a man who put someone in a ditch.
The only sacrifice is morality,
but you are so young, you don't see the brutality,
only the gangster mentality,
so you can live in the violent normality,
not realizing that you have lost touch with reality.
But that is a life that no longer belongs,
replaced by coke, *** and bongs,
you will never know that what you do is wrong,
until you hear the bell's gong,
and it is you who is gone.
Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 5:25 AM UTC
When I'm alone at night
Laying in my bed
The demons come out
Attach to my head
The voices whisper
Never knowing what they said
But every time
Fill me with overwhelming dread
My body only has evil fed
And all emotions have completely fled
My grey sight
Has just turned to red
And the rage takes over
Arms turn to bull dozers
Anybody in my path will be run over
I'm a *** addict
Popping perks
Like i gatta have it
Coke in my pocket
Gotta grab it
Your ******* throat
I gotta stab it
Living in poverty
Blinded by hate
Until i can't even see
That demon i hate is me
Deep inside it breathes
Blood it needs
And death it seeks
My cheeks turn red
My head starts to spin
My mouth opens up
No words appear
Constantly trembling in fear
Knowing my death is constantly near
Pills in my pocket
Take them with beer
Start shedding tears
I spit poison
My mind is toxic
My heart is frozen
Brain with no logic
Speak without a topic
My evil is atomic
Zoned out like im bionic
My life is chronically chaotic
And i smoke until im hypnotically psychotic
Stuck in a constant fight or flight
So much dark no hope for light
The darkness has taken over my eye sight
I'm a monster
Prepare for a fright
No bark all bight
And when i attack i come with all my might
Stuck in this eternal night
May 14, 2013
May 14, 2013 at 3:30 PM UTC
My finger's on the trigger of the gun you gave to me
I look into your eyes and my heart to find some sympathy
Yet the deeper I look into you, the tighter my finger gets
Tears may be pouring from your eyes, but I feel no regret
For the pain you've inflicted on me is more than a gunshot
A slowly slicing, rusty knife that fed upon my heart
The tongue that you cut out with a single, haunting phrase
And the arsenic you poured in my ears that poisoned my brain
But here I am, looming over you, a mess of blood and sweat
Hoping to pick and **** at you so you, like I, can't forget
For you dipped me in acidic deceit that made me cold and numb
My body grotesque inside and out with the demon I've become
And the sickest joke is the gun I hold which you yourself gave to me
Telling me to protect myself while I was drugged on your ***
And this cold steel and my brand of justice is held by calm and patient hands
Firing rounds and into each limb so that you understand
That as the burning barrel of this gun meets your skin, I am in control
And I intend to make this world better by giving Hell your soul
And with this in mind and one bullet left, I give a wicked grin
As I put the barrel in your mouth, then pull the trigger once again....
Sep 19, 2012
Sep 19, 2012 at 1:26 PM UTC
By Arcassin Burnham
Sit you in a blank space,
With a soulless look,
So you'll look back on your past,
And tell me what you've been through,
Showing incredible desires even I can't fathem,
Ruthless as the pit in the backyard,
That my friends would tell me the devil would come out of every now and then,
Oh ! How peers come keep a young kid dreaming,
If you believe in what you see,
Then I guess seeing is believing,
What is even real anymore,
*** or **** which one did you take,
We're closing the doors,
The days are dead,
Your silence is clear,
I'm thinking ahead of a metaphor,
What could it be,
Issued statements to the 20th degree,
Humm I see what you mean,
If the meaning Is correct,
Your young and as ruthless as me.
Apr 14, 2015
Apr 14, 2015 at 12:56 PM UTC
Igor & Ivan
smoked ***
before going
into the club
to see Hel's show;
a dwarf stripper
who'd started
out as a clown
in the circus,
Hel was fired for
being a *****
however, since
clown prostitution
isn't exactly illegal,
Hel quickly
bounced back
Jul 21, 2018
Jul 21, 2018 at 1:32 AM UTC
You woke up lit a ****
puff ganga smoke up and thank god you can breath
My lungs fill with the air but I preffer THC
I'm ******* irritated that im 20 years old still breaking the mold
social conformity!
Can you just please be normal please!
Apparently I smoke ***
I'm supposed to be a doctor, ***
Primary Care Physician
What about me!!!??!!
Private school 123 or 666 pick up sticks cause I'm not
I dont care if you have a bed for me mom I'd rather sleep on a cot
Well Luke duke what do you do with your thyme
I like the herb that I smoke and I like all different kinds
just last week I smoked strains of blue cheese
Redwood i felt her giving head good, well
I know my grammar swell so I'm going to HELL.
P.S. I wrote this for you mom.
P.P.S ADD is a gift I can speak as fast as I write and it rhymes A.D.D. its a fight. I can write...
P.P.P.S I'm a Schizophrenic and so am I.
Jan 5, 2012
Jan 5, 2012 at 10:24 AM UTC
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Oct 17, 2018
Oct 17, 2018 at 5:33 PM UTC
for some reason,
I was friends with
this character from
the movie Trainspotting..
everyone in the movie
just calls him Rude Boy.
He's super white with
bleached blonde hair.
Anyways, he was at my
house and placing this
weird substance that
came in little capsules
with a skull and cross
-bones on it, right on
top of my closed laptop.
It started bubbling and
burning like some weird
industrial acidy substance,
and when I asked Rude
Boy what it was, he told
me it was a substance
called 'Ghost' that was
a mix of *** and ******
He snorted that bubbling
acid into his nose with a
straw and then said, "oh
Ghost, how cool you can
make me!" and my mom
walked in rather skeptically
to watch, it was a strange
dream.
Jun 12, 2013
Jun 12, 2013 at 12:35 PM UTC
why do you think putting this needle in your vein
is going to take away the pain
is avoiding your issues just going to make them go away
or are they still going to be there when your high is gone the next day
this upper is your downer but your already down
can you get any lower
your lower than the ground
why is getting back on your feet so hard
the pain to your body is nothing for you are emotionally scarred
why does it feel like when your sober your high
but when your high you feel sober
why can't this affliction just stop and be over
you ruined my teenage life to this point
you lied when you said nothing more was to come of that joint
**** was a gateway drug for you
then came sherm, ex,and ***
but the needle felt so right.
so did wrapping the belt around your arm so tight,
your high came fast and with out any pain,
but your once sunny days are nothing but rain,
but that's your fault and you messed up bad.
rehab couldn't stop you,
you wanted to get high,
but you do what every addict does,
you cheat, steal and lie,
so now your out and free,
but this euphoric rush you crave has taken yet another member of your family,
now you sit around thinking to you self " ****
your On the outs and your still feeling bad,
but your life is now in your hands so you should be glad...
Sep 25, 2014
Sep 25, 2014 at 10:30 AM UTC
Thanksgiving.
That glorious day
of the year
when my family
gathered around the fowl
like the Waltons
and then acted
as if it had been stuffed
with ***
mce
Apr 14, 2015
Apr 14, 2015 at 6:30 PM UTC
Smokin' THC not *** nor DMT
with an EMT on the PCH
and I'm feeling GREAT
Oh Lord, I won't get the answer tonight
Because the question needs to be right
Not Why, but to know HOW
And that's why I took for a drive...
Smokin' THC not MET, nor OXY
in NYC on a balcony with company
and I've known people to hurt their bodies
Sometimes
and that's why I took for a drive...
So long!
I really got so far
so far from them addicts
Oh Lord, I won't get the answer tonight
Because the question needs to be right
Not WHY
I need to know how...all this time...
searching for why
always been wrong, so long, so far gone
To search for why is what grips the sand
But how will get me to understand
How to Love, and I drive for love
Smokin' THC on the M.I.C.
treated VIP like an MVP
cause I'm singing for Love
Oh Lord, give me the answer tonight
Ganesha, give me a smart place to run
Oh sky, Give me the strength to fly
Jul 13, 2016
Jul 13, 2016 at 5:56 PM UTC
*A Story of Scientology and the
Mental Health System Connection
BACKGROUND*
I was born Catherine Eugenia Jarvis, and I was a horrible child. The kinda kid that you'd LOOK for if she got lost... but NOT very hard. I was the sandwich child. The red headed one. The BAD girl. A terrible tease.
But inside I SO longed to be loved. There just wasn't alot of that to go 'round. Mom was working or sick. And dad worked LONG hours. My sister and I were ***** at age 4 & 3 respectively. She felt guilty she couldn't "protect" me, so she withdrew. Then my little brother was born. He was my sister's little doll. And it wounded me so that I lashed out. I targeted my poor little brother. I called him names, names that I knew went straight to his HEART. I'm weeping now. How I wish I could change the past! Dear reader, I have a samurai tongue. And I knew how to cut where it would hurt the MOST. A fact *I'm not at all proud of!* But, it happened. I was also mean to my pets. But inside i wept SO bitterly! I did not want to do what I did! But SOMETHING compelled me...
Then at the age of 13 I began to drink. I started using "white crosses". *** By 14 I was using LSD. *** Peyote. I was SO out of control! My poor parents despaired...
Then... a MIRACLE! My parents put me in college when I was 16. I hated high school with a PASSION. I didn't fit in anywhere. Not even with the stoners. I was kicked out of my 10th year for ditching and possession of marijuana. My vice-principle told me I'd always be a LOSER. That I'd never accomplish anything in life. Nice. He put me in Juvie. My parents got a psychologist. He said I was bored in high school because I was too smart. So they put me in college. I THRIVED! I still ditched a bit, but I could take ART CLASSES! And WRITING! POETRY! And MUSIC! And the people were SO different! They LIKED ME! Well. Part of THAT was because I lost weight. About 50 lbs! I was actually pretty. For the first time in my life. And to say THAT was confusing wouldn't be nearly enough.
At any rate, I'd CHANGED. I became very spiritual. I read about Transcendental Meditation. I read the book "Siddhartha". I dabbled in the Self Realization Fellowship.
And, finally, I joined the
***"Church" of Scientology.
THE WORST MISTAKE OF MY YOUNG LIFE***
I was 19 years old.
Mar 9, 2017
Mar 9, 2017 at 12:19 AM UTC
You live in a cul de sac
Every house is built exactly the same
Just painted different
Some butter yellow and bright
Some a ripe tomato's skin
You don't know any of your neighbors
You don't know who lives right next to you
They have kids or something
Maybe
The newspapers are kept in a locked safe in the middle of the neighborhood
You use your digital code to pluck one out
After walking outside in the hot summer sun
You return home
Read the headlines
And smoke *** in the dining room
It takes a little while to peak
The kids come home from school
The Wife's home from work
You're spinning
You have span
You hath spun
The dust of the angel
Has blessed you with wings
They sprint away for their lives
Your three kids and only wife
But you're too fast
First you chase down your youngest
Too young and weak to even have a chance at escape
You grab him by the ankles and split him apart with your bare hands
You're out the door and tearing across the asphalt
You hear their screams but no one else is outside
And no one cares to leave their house
The middle child is no where to be seen
But the oldest is hopping over the stucco brick walls
You follow
Lawns and patio furniture
Dogs and small swimming pools
Just frightening blurs
The oldest son trips over the knarled stump of a shrub
And once again you hold both ankles
His skin and bones part
His whole body gives way
And you're a rusty plow to the wet earth
You're the sharp sickle to the golden wheat
There's only one left
You can't even remember a middle child
Was there another child
The wife is just a sprint away
Holding ancient technology
A payphone
There shouldn't be any of those left
You dig your toes in
The rubber of your boots melts and reeks
Your wife's form bends in the burning heat
But now you're there
Face to face
And instead of the ankles
You're just staring into her eyes
You see a verdant land
Green with live growth
Covered in compost and fertilizer
Trash and feces
A beautiful
Wonderful land covered in ugly waste
To flourish and bloom
To be bought and sold
You're holding her tight and sobbing
I'm scared
I'm so scared
I'm scared
She reaches in her pocket and withdraws her nine milimeter
She shoots you through the chest and your heart bursts
Your last thoughts are just drivel
The angels smile while they ruin your ******
Dec 5, 2018
Dec 5, 2018 at 4:10 PM UTC
I don’t stop
When I cop
All this rock
In my hand
Or I chill
With a pill
And I’m
Noddin again
All this ****
I agree
Is my way to get by
And the molly
Good golly
Helps me Find
Reasons why
LSD
***
Now I’m in
Outer space
Then a shot
Watch the clock
Always loosing
The race
All this ***
A new Ex
And I don’t
Really care
Life in hell
My own cell
And I don’t
Think it’s fair
As I walk through
This storm
And I scream
Out in pain
Like a weight
Pushin down
Someone else
In my brain
Always holdin
Me back
Whispers that
I’m insane
Never up
Always down
Like I’m playin
A game
With the odds
And the scales
Tippin further
Away
Still I walk
And I talk
Like I think
That I know
But I’m really
As blind
As a fool
In the snow
Apr 11, 2015
Apr 11, 2015 at 12:01 PM UTC
*** and THC and way too many eyes on me
I'm smoking dust the blades will rust and I'm left with one too many ways I trust
What's good, Jessica? I'm caught in this distress, I'm a
Deadly insane hurricane who wears a backless dress
Oct 30, 2016
Oct 30, 2016 at 9:35 PM UTC
Only when I dream am I safe,I ****** hate the place I'm at,
I ****** hate the pace I'm at forced to slow down to a crawl,
**** you all I hate the four walls I'm constantly starin' at,
trapped in an evil habitat,as twitchy as an alley cat,
I'm feelin close to snappin necks,
leavin wrecks of bodies in the walls like my name is west,
my best years are flying past
while I'm constantly harassed by "so called" loved ones,
you're lucky I don't own a gun
-cause seriously don't push me cause I'm at my boiling point another joint?
maybe it'll help me chill,I'm so stressed its makin' me ill
and my friends can't help me,they've got their own probs man
plus I don't like to admit how suicidal Mr Sandman the tough guy is really feeling,
Astral project and punch the ******* ceiling
out of this glass house that's constantly throwin' rocks,
your self obsessed attitudes is seriously a load of ****
so I try and get my sleep on,
no more time with the leash on,cause the Sandman controls you there,
remember all the nightmares? you've been having recently...
its ME messing with your nocturnal life is payback for my days of strife,
and I can keep it up for years,investing in your deepest fears,
lets see how YOU like holding back the tears,damming up like a blocked weir,you won't be spreading fake cheer,
with the Sandman in full control,
your life your dreams,body and soul,
like Alice falling down the hole,
my goodness!,oh my gracious me,
you really shouldn't stress me,
I'll fill your mind with TNT,
mix it with some ***
you'll blow your mind like LSD,
and maybe then remember me!(to be continued)
Nov 9, 2016
Nov 9, 2016 at 8:37 PM UTC
Confessions of a former drug addict
I was an alcoholic
Did drugs into the night
I started at 11
Did anything in sight
'Til my brain was addled
I wasn't very bright
Soul sickness was my problem
Did not know wrong from right
But Jesus healed my spirit
I finally saw the light
I started as a bartender
For my family do's
I catered to their parties
And I began to use
I served up martinis
They could not refuse
Made 'em good and strong
Began with one or two
Soon I became drunk
And started to abuse
Then I did white crosses
Marijuana trees
I did angel dust
Also known as ***
No ******* or ******
But I did LSD
Discovered yellow jackets
And drank peyote tea
I couldn't ever get enough
And that was all for me
At 14 years old
It was catastrophe
Then I found religion
Known as Scientology
It was total *******
But I finally broke free!
I went for years not drinking
Had no acid trips
I loved a natural high
And no drug passed my lips
But life has twists and turns
Much pain and great hardship
I had to run away
Just took a couple sips
Embarked upon a journey
On substance abuse ships
I finally found the needle
****** *******
I preferred the uppers
Manic highs obtained
I found I could not get away
And so my soul was stained
Then I started smoking it
I liked that best of all
It was like the peak of bliss
That high I still recall
But with every High
There's always a hard fall
I tried Scientology
The SRF and more
But my soul was very sick
Rotten to the core
I was finally Shipwrecked
On a hostile shore
I tried AA and Rehab
But they could not restore
Beaten down to nothing
I was finally floored
Then I met my Jesus
And I was so inclined
To go to church 3 times a week
And the Spirit shined
Gave water to my thirsty soul
My very bones aligned
He restored my body
And He restored my mind
When I finally broke free
Of the religious grind
No matter how the roads will turn
How they wend and wind
I have seen the valley
Mountains I have climbed
Now I know within my soul
His Mercy I will find
And so Jesus saved me
It happened overnight
I woke up a different person
With the strength to fight
I have new eyes to see now
He's restored my sight
No longer in deep Darkness
I have seen the light!
SoulSurvivor
(C) 9/3/2016
Sep 3, 2016
Sep 3, 2016 at 12:59 PM UTC
I was never the hero of
My own life. Nor did I try to
Be. I ran. No Red Badge of Courage.
No Olympiad. No laurels to be placed
On a head bowed in humility. I ran...
In the wrong direction. I had a Dragon
To chase, you see. No St George,
However. I wanted to embrace the
Monster, and take it home. And in
Doing so, i was severely *burned
In the process*.
I've spent a majority of my life
severely addicted to drugs and
Alcohol. Anything. *** Amphetamines.
Acid. *** Anything that could
Alter my pathetic state. I was the
Walking Wounded. Dead. My drug
Of choice was ******* Crack. It did
The job better than anything else
I tried. The euphoria a road to
That fabulous beast unlike any other.
That pipe and lighter its flaming maw.
But, ironically, the rock of my shame
Lead to the Rock of my Salvation.
And I finally ran... into Jesus's arms.
May 17, 2017
May 17, 2017 at 2:57 PM UTC
Remember remember
the beginning of the summer?
When no worries spread across our laughters
The summer daze
that's on non stop replay
Was one of the best time of my olden dayz:
*We toured to the north, south, east and west
We sold some mushroom tea,
We sold some ecstasy,
We sold nitrus, ***** acid, ****** and ***
Now I hear the police coming after me
Yes, now I hear the police coming after me
The one scarlet with the flowers in her hair,
She's got the police coming after me*
Summer of Love... 1969
was definitely once upon a dream
Runners at bay
In the California dreamin haze
Swisher sweet was the name
Sipping on some coronas
as we watched the tangerine sky
disappear into the midst
I can do this with you forever...
~ Scarlet Begonias
Apr 22, 2016
Apr 22, 2016 at 2:27 AM UTC
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Oct 18, 2018
Oct 18, 2018 at 12:05 AM UTC