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The Conversation of Two Parts Of a Stranger I Used to Know
Contributed by
ediii
on
Sunday, 11th February 2007 @ 04:55:53 PM in AEST
Topic:
drugabuse
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When I'm lying in my bed
the thoughts in my head
are curly and swirly
like a piece of thread
which sews me together-
my body, my soul-
like all those memories
are what makes me whole.
Restless in nightmares
of what came and left,
I'm left here to fight fears
of sanity theft.
That night when he left me
my world fell apart.
I was walking in darkness
with fear in my eyes.
Now thinking nonsense
I wonder how it feels
to freeze once again
and walk among the hills.
Fiending all morning,
four months went clean.
What the **** are you doing
you ****** fiend!?
I'm going to kill you,
inside me you laugh.
I hate you you *****,
you ruiuned my life.
The nights that I smoked
and yakked and drank.
The mornings I went to school
with ounces of yakk.
That month I didnt sleep
more than 8 hours a week.
Where is it all now?
It's visitng me in my sleep.
You might say it's over,
it happened in the past,
but I have the feeling
that it will always last.
Star after star
is shutting its life.
Car after car.
I got the knife.
And once more and again
I dig it deep in.
I want to kill you within
so you won't come in my sleep.
I want to be normal,
I want to live well.
Feeligns so formal.
You make my life hell.
Why not go now,
get rid of the pain.
I'm sick of paying vows
to my past with cocaine.
So much time has passed
but all the scars has stayed.
Nothing got better
even though I obeyed.
Tear after tear
goes down on these lines,
for fear after fear,
crime after crime.
How do I deal
with what has passed?
I don't want to feel.
I can not last.
Weakness of soul
and lack of will.
Don't worry baby,
soon I'll be still,
cold as winter
and white as snow.
I loved you but believe me,
when nature calls, you go.
Copyright ©
ediii
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2007-02-11 16:55:53]
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Re: The Conversation of Two Parts Of a Stranger I Used to Know
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by Alina on
Wednesday, 21st March 2007 @ 06:52:19 PM AEST
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When I was 13 i was homeless for 4 months and addicted to crack and cocaine. I got locked up for a year and got addcited to methadone and heroin inrehab. I got out and struggled with using. I used until i was 16. Im 18 now and of course have relapses. But you cant let drugs control your life
***** happend and people are *****...this world is full of people wo will abuse and misuse you. You have to be aware to yur srroundings and you have to acknowledge your addiction. You will have it forever. But youhaveto love yourself moe and have the hope and faith of something better throug it all. The high isnt long and oh so fake
True uderstanding, wholeness and happiness comes from within your soul. Only you can save yourself and make you happy. |
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