You never really notice the toll it takes on your life, when you become so wound up on its high.
You look around and say you never want to be anything like that…
Yet, you’re one of them.
Sniff,
Snort,
Wipe the powder off your nose.
Can you feel the drip,
As you beg for one more fix?
Just one more g, you can handle it, Right?
Why are you shaking?
Why are you wigging out?
Have another rail,
But while your at it - pick up a shovel…and...
Start digging your grave, or "it" will for you.
Cuz that’s where you’re heading!
You never thought looking into an eight ball would predict this kinda future, did ya?
Grind your jaw, try to speak.
No explanations -
You thought you had control.
But you’re too far gone.
Lay back, and enjoy your high while it lasts…
If you fall in that hole...
The end is closer then you think.
Eiregirl _________________ All poems and stories posted by Eiregirl are
Copyright 2005 - 2008 Aoibhegréine
These literary works are my property under copyright. If you wish to use my work for any purpose please ASK FIRST.
Sun Mar 25, 2007 5:16 pm
wishonastar
Joined: 23 Jan 2007
Posts: 967
Location: Where I belong
again Jack another nice write
((((((((((((((((((HJ))))))))))))))))))) _________________ I'm not ready to let go
Cause then I'd never know
What I could be missing
But I’m missing way too much
So when do I give up, what I’ve been wishing for.
~ Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me ~
Mon Mar 26, 2007 5:38 am
EverydayAngelKarie
Joined: 07 Mar 2007
Posts: 761
Location: Lakewood, CA
i've also fallen into the hole, just not with coke. but, this is a good poem. i really like the line about the 8 ball, those fuckin' 8 balls...geesh, been there, done that. this is a good write. thanks for telling me about it.
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