Something NASTY

[iblieve]

Since this site has it's own censoring devices and takes out the profanity I left this one the way I wrote it like the rules ask us to. I would also like to point out this is obviously a poem pointing out the darkness of drug addiction from someone who has been there. I posted it in Death's door because any addiction is like knocking on death's door.

Sliding down that warm moist abyss
A taste of death, passion’s kiss
For more I’ll make you scream
I’ll become your darkest dream
In many colors I’ll explode
I am the lie that you’ve been told
The insane voice inside your head
Think you're alive, but really dead
Steering you into disaster’s path
Living the tragic aftermath

Lingering in your lonely room
Breeding concepts of hate and gloom
Convinced I am your only friend
Believing the lie, living the sin
Thinking I’m the reason you can cope
Can’t sit up without your dope
For me you would surly kill
I’m that brightly colored pill
Sliding down your throat
I’m the mother ****er done got your goat

Little bitty nasty pill
Great big nasty thrill
I’ll replace your lover
I’ll make you hide beneath the cover
I’ll make you grovel on the floor
When there is no score
Ha, you’re my ****ing whore
A little bitty nasty pill
Enough to make you want to kill
Guaranteed you’ll ****ing steal
Anything this need to fill
Got to have this
little bitty nasty ****ing pill.

iblieve

[TearyEied]

wow- thats amazing. i know how this feels, though not to this extent. keep writing

[DaBomb]

Powerful expressions here iblieve. You are right about the deathly touch of addiction; I think that it comes across strongly in your write. An important message.

Bryan

[Dandylion]

Yes, a powerful reminder of where we have been eh baby? Im so glad those days are gone cause I would much rather have you:) I loved the power in this and the flow is superb. Your darkness brings much light~Dandy

[TorturedJester]

I agree, addiction can be a slow death. Like being handed a gun without the bullets. All we can do is bludgeon ourselves with it. I loved this piece. The content and the fluidity of it adn the lines were amazing too.
I’ll replace your lover
I’ll make you hide beneath the cover
I’ll make you grovel on the floor
When there is no score
Ha, you’re my ****ing whore
I mean come-on. This opens old wounds for me. I've been sober for two years now but need to be reminded of the despair and darkness i used to sleep in. Nice write. zack

[iblieve]

Thanks everyone, this is a poem that speaks about how devastating drugs can be and I hope by posting it someone gets my message and stays away from them. Thanks for your kind comments my friends.
iblieve

[iblieve]

It comes from experience Deanseven. 26 years of addiction and I found the needle to be the most powerful lure of them all. I am totally straight now and writing is my drug of choice, it gets me higher than any pill or fix. Thanks my friend for reading me, it means a lot to me iblieve