Old friends are good friends.

Don't know about that last one does haha, but the one before that sounded good! it sounds like everybody is improving their vocabulary in this thread

My mind is frozen from the winter rain. And no, that's not the beginning of a poem, I'm just implying that I can't think right now.

 

Haha, thanks.
I can't think, either.

 

I sit here thinking, about the times we have had.
Some amazing, some so sad.
You have done me right, in my times of need
Let me lay back, and take the lead

Now look what you have done
Left me all sad and numb
When will it all be over?
I guess I will never know, until I am

S.O.B.E.R

 

:cheers2:

 

Dear oxy... (sung to the tune of dear penis)

I dont think I like you anymore
You used to be make me itch, now all I do is stare at the floor.
Oh dear Oxy I dont think I like you anymore.

It used to be just you and me,
A rolled up dollar and a case for a CD,
Thats all we needed to get by.
And I know it sounds strange,
But your all that invades my brain,
So dear oxy, I dont like you anymore.

And when I get to thinkin, I put you in veins you never been before
So dear oxy I dont like you anymore

Why cant we just get a grip
on our nose & drip relationship
Come to terms with how you make me feel
If i could find you for less cheddar,
Id probably stay home forever
Oxy, I think I like you after all

So Im gonna keep noddin til I fall.

 

Awesome ^

Nice thread revival

 

Haha that was fucking awesome dude.

 

I call myself cheap when it comes to purchasing,
Food, books, water and essentially everything,
Yet I'll buy enough drugs to practically bring,
Any girl to her knees with a new diamond ring.

Oxy makes me feel real,
Detached from earth but still right here,
You sometimes make me skip a meal,
But I know that's the least to fear.

I haven't had to take too much,
I've yet to feel sick,
It's doing far more good than bad,
I have no nervous ticks.

Respect your body's etiquette,
It's asking all the time,
But drugs have made these times bi-polar,
Your body's turning over.

Your habits may evolve to shit.
Or maybe you'll be fine,
Yet fickle efforts have been shown,
To try and make yourself S.O.B.E.R. ()

:cheers2: I experimented with some odd rhyming schemes.

 

Haha nice. Stole my line!

Jokes. Good shit bro.

 

So now little man, you've grown tired of grass,
LSD, Goofballs, Cocaine, and Hash.
And someone, pretending to be a true friend,
Says, "I'll introduce you to Miss Heroin"
Well honey, before you start fooling with me,
Just let me inform you of how it will be.
For I will seduce you and make you my slave.
I've sent men much stronger than you to their grave.
You think you could never become a disgrace
And you end up addicted to poppy seed waste,
So you'll start inhaling me one afternoon,
You'll take me into your arms very soon.
And once I have entered deep down in you veins,
The craving will nearly drive you insane.
You'll need lots of money (as you have been told);
For darling, I'm much more expensive than gold.
You'll swindle you mother; and just for a buck,
You'll turn into something vile and corrupt.
You'll mug and you'll steal for my narcotic charm,
And feel contentment when I'm in your arm.
The day when you realize the monster you've grown,
You'll solemnly promise to leave me alone.
If you think that you've got the mystical knack,
Then sweetie, just try getting me off your back.
The vomit, the cramps, your gut tied in a knot,
The jangling nerves screaming for just one more shot-
The hot chills and cold sweat, the withdrawal pains,
Can only be saved by my little white grains.
There's no other way, and there's no need to look;
For deep down inside, you will know you are hooked.
You'll desperately run to the pusher, and then,
You'll welcome me back to your arm once again.
And when you return (just as I foretold,
I know that you'll give me your body and soul.
You'll give up you morals, your conscience, you heart,
And you will be mine until,
DEATH DO US PART!

 

Damn, that was dark

Really good though. It sounds like something Atmosphere would write.

 

Its late at night and im starting to sweat
Fiendin for some stuff that aint got here yet
It aint 9 ta 5 like a normal biz
but cmon boy this shit ridiculous

I heard my phone ring and he starts to say
bout 5 min ill be around your way
5 minutes man I cant wait
I just want my pupils to dialate

So my boy gets here and I open the bag
Insides a fat g of some bomb ass skag
Dump it out and take my time
Cuz aint nothin like that first big line

Devils on my shoulder but the angels missin
But who gives a fuck im opiate blissin
Not that dirt this is pure as snow
On that train with nowhere to go.

 

Nice, dude.
I think I am gonna starting doing this again everynight.

Thanks for the inspiration, Sling!


:cheers2:

 

It seems the path is starting to waver and branch,
Confusing decicions and hazy thoughts,
Keep stalling or take a fighting stance and risk the chance?
Self-doubt, confidence, sadness, anger, I will not be enveloped by these feelings until I rot.
Seeds of hope and worth have been sowed, tended and now I have the plants.
This is it, the future is now, the future is us. We must execute until we drop, we cannot flop, we must trudge, we will not fail. We cannot not stop.
They say it takes two to Tango, like I have said: the time is now, and I am ready to dance.

The future is me, the future is you,
I am ready, are you?

-does2

 

A great pressure pressing and no sign of lessening.
He whistles or sings a happy song, but it comes out depressing.
It is refreshing, but breeds negative vibes,
impacting lives, and surely this is cannot be the way.
Embrace it? Just wait another day? But remember, we all pay.
An actor born into a role, sadly, all he can do is play.
Why confined to charades, why construct barricades?
"It is safe here, no worry, you can stay" Keep the two of spades.
Cards may not be an actors trade, but if the hand is well played...

Observe all, and it may be a fallacy.
May see a miracle, may see a tragedy, your eyes fall upon all,
Even the actor. Performing candidly, if it is fake depends on perception, that is the call.
It's importance, again, is subject to the viewer's final drawl.
Vying for approval, dying for acceptance. This is the way of an actor.
In this, he finds relevance, happiness and candor.
Not knowing of the slander, vile banter and authentic resentment.
This is the nature of the play, watch or participate, do not neglect it.


-does2
For some reason I really, really like this one.

 

Anytime does! I always enjoyed poetry so this was perfect to revive!
You got a way with words bro.
I'm outta town so idk how much I can post as my internet is slow on my phone. But my aim is ilisolidii if any one wants to hit me up there

 

Sister Morphine, how I love that there is hardly any work before
you enter my body and oh! with such taste I can hardly express
how dizzy I get and stop caring about everything except you, but
then you dissapear leaving me worse than when I started.

 

oh heroin oh heroin
where have you gone again
i try and try to find you
but my efforts all fall through

why must i travel so far away
and expect lots of high prices to pay
when you should be right here
in a city so near
so i can never keep away

local shit is such a joke
id rather take a good ol' toke
of that fine green
if you know what i mean
or maybe find some coke

just kiddin about the white
i don't wanna start a fight
cause its all about that brown
that ain't nowhere in my town

fuck lowell mass
its a pain in the asshole
dirty fuckin dealers
that give you such a hassle

 

Oxy on deck
OC's ar so tight
And we can suck off coatings all night
Baby you can snort whatever you like
I said you can snort whatever you like
Yeah
Late night sessions do your lines just right
ill crush up an OC for you tonight
Baby you can snort what ever you like
I said you can snort whatever you like
Yeah

[Verse 1:]
Anytime you want to pick up the telephone
You know it ain't nothin to pop a couple OCs with you
if u want it i could get it my dear
Crush it all up and then prepare
Yeah I want'cho oxy, I need yo oxy
Long as you got oxy you won't need nobody
if you want it I got it, go get it I buy it
Tell 'em other broke niggas be quiet

[Chorus:]
Oxy on deck
OC's are so tight
And we can suck off coatings all night
Baby you can snort whatever you like
I said you can snort whatever you like
Yeah
Late night sessions do your lines just right
ill crush up an OC for you tonight
Baby you can snort what ever you like
I said you can snort whatever you like
Yeah

[Verse 2:]
Shawty you da hottest love the way you pop it
Snort so good swore you went to college
Hundred milli roxi, make beaches outta oxy
Cause everybody know it ain't trickin if ya got it
and you ain't never ever gotta go in yo wallet
Long as I got them orange OCs in my pocket
40 or 60s,feelin itchy noddin out and actin silly
But you aint gotta snort it u can just pop it
My chick can have what she want
And go to any dealer for anythin she want
And know she ain't never had a man like that
To buy you anything ya heart desire like that
Yeah U need that oxy, I got yo oxy
Long as you got oxy you won't need nobody
You want it I got it, go get it I buy it
Tell 'em other broke niggas be quiet

[Chorus:]
Oxy on deck
OC's ar so tight
And we can suck off coatings all night
Baby you can snort whatever you like
I said you can snort whatever you like
Yeah
Late night sessions do your lines just right
ill crush up an OC for you tonight
Baby you can snort what ever you like
I said you can snort whatever you like
Yeah

[Verse 3:]
I'm talkin' big boy pills
And OCs all night
Let me put this big 40 in yo life
The thang get so high, it snort so right
Let me put this big 40 in yo life
That's right
Yeah U need yo oxy, I got yo oxy
Long as you got oxy you won't need nobody
You want it I got it, go get it I buy it
Tell 'em other broke niggas be quiet

 

The Fuzzy Plight


When it comes to memory,
We all stack the deck.
A friend, an enemy,
Great times, what to expect?

Warm and fuzzy,
loving and touching.
Shivers, sweats... poops bubbly,
Zero, zilch. Nothing.

Let's all have a good time,
How did this lead to crime?
In the end, we'll be fine.
Right?
Right....?