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Escaping ecstacy
Contributed by
punkpoet
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Monday, 6th December 2004 @ 01:41:06 AM in AEST
Topic:
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Hard times come and hard times go Killing you softly Making you tingle. You cannot run or hide, escape is youre only option options hopeless without help! helping hands arnt there to help you have to help your self but its all bloody usless. The price price for help so cheap so pure. Money worth nothing without sanity sanity popped for 50 damn bucks popped like a pill to save the spill of kill and justice served by guts and graves, graves and raves which sooth your soul of all your troubles, worries worrying your life away to the scavaging seagulls. Fly away with a great big smile for a while while your free of denial and forget the jobs and chores and crap like that which drives you mad. Use the mysterious energy Which is being wasted on grinding grinding grinding away at your teeth ..use it to escape. Its coming!!!!Look up high, you feel your floating with flying creatures.l you look down below you see unfamiler faces scurying around like midgets..is this a dream? You care not! Youre flying high your high as the sky your high as a fly your so damn high. You need nothing but water and freedom from the constant imaginable stares from people around you. You find a look and throw it at them then skipping off happily to an unknow place. You feel dripping dripping like waterfalls. Fresh and pure water. You look up and you see right to the tin of your roof!! You hear a noise not sure it it is real..is this rain..Where am i you think?? you look around, you see your room filled with unknow objects..water dripping on your face! Your returning to normality..slowly suddenly faceless people appear in the surroundings around you in the darkness of the shadows. You dont want to reappear right now, you need a kickstart you need a restart you need more drugs! The charecter next to you faceless as the next passes you a magical cone which then restarts you blood and bones engine. You wander the room in a jolly good mood, moving to the lyrics floating out of the boom box. A mirrow is what u have reached.. you peer inside, into the reflection..you see the only face in the room with features..big black pupils! You say hello to the happy smiling chap in the reflection, he replys something back in a language other then your own but you still understand it..wheres that helping hand coming from? Drifting towards me almost like its in slow motion..a hand, filled with a necessity. The all loving 100% healthy magical cold refreshment.. Water..water bottle, water can, water fall water your plants have some water not too much not too little have some bongs to ease the pain, the strain of the pain can send you right to bed straight to sleep without feeling dead!!
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Re: Escaping ecstacy
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by emystar on
Monday, 6th December 2004 @ 02:05:08 AM AEST
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A masterpeice as it teaches one something.
I've sure itt ook courage to write this as it's so prevalent today.
Awesome write!
luv, huggs, strength,emy |
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Re: Escaping ecstacy
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by Embracing_Darkness on
Tuesday, 7th December 2004 @ 04:46:09 AM AEST
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| Darling, I love it. It has such a strong message, and it's just so raw and real. Absolutely beautiful! Luv Stace. |
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Re: Escaping ecstacy
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by Deathly_Rose on
Tuesday, 7th December 2004 @ 03:55:54 PM AEST
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That was avery well explained and detailed perspective of ecstacy...
making you feel like nothing's wrong, but deep down you know that there is, but the drug is making it unnoticable...
I used to have an addiction, not to ecstacy, but another drug, it made me feel like everything was fine, but I knew that everything was completely wrong... I still remember the warm feeling it gave me.... though I hope to never experiance it again...
Very clearly written descriptive poem... keep up the good work
*~Alicia~* |
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