Bad poems. They aren't shitty poems, the content in the poems are bad. 18+ graphic content. You should get help if you're struggling with mental health and/or drug addiction. It does get better.
All poems are real and based on my actual life. Things...
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Clip my angel wings. I'm her favorite plaything. Everytime she calls my phone it rings. She needs some drugs so I hit up some plugs. She tells me come over. When together we're never sober. Hooking up and blacking out. Cocaine lines her snout. Heroin in my blood stream. D. R. E. A. M. Drug's Rule Everything Around Me.
Sex and violence. Call my family, but their phones on silence. I'm all alone, so I call my fucking dealers phone. Tying off in the bathroom. Pray to God I overdose soon. Tears down my face. Missed my vein, what a fucking waste. I keep using heroin for suicide, but it seems I can't fucking die.
Visions all black from the xanny bars. DUIs from crashing into cars. Look at where my life's at. Dreading waking up in the morning. Left a suicide note as a warning. A couple pills, a shot of black, this feels so warming. Why can't I feel normal? Why can't I feel emotions? I can't stop what I've put into motion. By the end of the night I'll be stuck in an internal fight between a noose or overdosing from my drug abuse.
