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Overdosed To Death

Contributed by TwEeK on Sunday, 6th June 2004 @ 10:11:14 AM in AEST
Topic: drugabuse



addicted i cant live with out it
it helps me breath when my lungs feel like giveing out
life isnt worth liveing with out it to make my days feel better

each day spent in hell
but this helps me ease the pain
the pain of liveing in this dying *****ty world

easeing the pain of seeing all those afull things that bloom into my mind
those words of hate and bitterness pour off my lips
sweetening my smile with the darkness that flows

i kill with this passion that pulls me out of my skin and into the air
kill every happy soul that invaded my life
just high on the substance and the coolness of the full moon overhead

today i cant escape death
ive been carefull enought to not use it all and save some for the next evening of terror
but today tonight i messed up

they will find my body
unconsiouse on the scean of my crime
overdosed exhilerated mind escaped from my annihilated body lying on the grass

it was my dangerouse habit that i couldnt break
the fact that i enjoyed many products created and used in my human nature
getting high then prforming my crime

the crime of hopping fences into a farmers field and mooing at the cows
that harmless act of violence
when it not even violence at all

but tonight will be my last
for my overdose
at the cry for help




Copyright © TwEeK ... [ 2004-06-06 10:11:14]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Overdosed To Death (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Sunday, 6th June 2004 @ 10:15:53 AM AEST
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great poem, considering you don't normally write these kind ......

pixie xx




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