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With what we don't know what it's laced, it keeps us up in the night, we try and fail to resist it with all of our might. With all of our will we try to resist, with all of our troubles we try to exist. When we can't get it its bitterly missed, it's top of my shopping list. Spent all my money now I am broke, there's nothing cool or glamorous about being addicted to coke, no food, no cigarettes, nothing to smoke, all my money is wasted on coke, for me there don't feel like a future, there don't feel like no hope, I hate myself and I cannot cope. I'm lonely as hell and need saving myself, the women I loved put me back on the shelf, This is messing up my mental health and my pockets are empty, my friends tempt me, I don't even know if they like me, this isn't how it should be, its not nice being me, it used to be great, now my heart is full of hate. It tears me apart, these women I still love with all of my heart, this writings the truth it is not art, I need a new start a fresh new me I need to become the man I've got the potential to be. I need to beat this addiction and set myself free. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 114 [topic] => 66 [informant] => thezenmonkey [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => drugabuse )
The buzz we chase

Contributed by thezenmonkey on Tuesday, 14th January 2014 @ 08:01:45 AM in AEST
Topic: drugabuse



The buzz we chase, wastes our money with haste, sharp to the toot, numb to the taste.
With what we don't know what it's laced, it keeps us up in the night, we try and fail to resist it with all of our might. With all of our will we try to resist, with all of our troubles we try to exist. When we can't get it its bitterly missed, it's top of my shopping list. Spent all my money now I am broke, there's nothing cool or glamorous about being addicted to coke, no food, no cigarettes, nothing to smoke, all my money is wasted on coke, for me there don't feel like a future, there don't feel like no hope, I hate myself and I cannot cope. I'm lonely as hell and need saving myself, the women I loved put me back on the shelf, This is messing up my mental health and my pockets are empty, my friends tempt me, I don't even know if they like me, this isn't how it should be, its not nice being me, it used to be great, now my heart is full of hate. It tears me apart, these women I still love with all of my heart, this writings the truth it is not art, I need a new start a fresh new me I need to become the man I've got the potential to be. I need to beat this addiction and set myself free.




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Re: The buzz we chase (User Rating: 1 )
by dvtpdw on Wednesday, 15th January 2014 @ 05:51:26 PM AEST
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Your words are so heavy, weighed down with the darkness that life sometimes contains. The first step to finding the light is to begin the search. Your path is on that search and is one person's strength to find it. Soul searching write, P


Re: The buzz we chase (User Rating: 1 )
by unknown_utopia on Wednesday, 28th September 2016 @ 12:49:02 AM AEST
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Been done that road
felt the struggle in your flow......




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