my methadone percocet crown royal and kind weed poem

[hesafreak]

im fucked up and its 405 in the am i hope you like my poem


spinning clouds so loud
without a sound
not prpud

so wired exhausted tired
yet somehow inspired
not admired

lost in a cycle a trap
psychological tap
8 hour nap

gettin so old
at least thats what im told
cant get a hold
of my head

 

[WickedEve]

im fucked up and its 405 in the am i hope you like my poem


spinning clouds so loud
without a sound
not prpud

so wired exhausted tired
yet somehow inspired
not admired

lost in a cycle a trap
psychological tap
8 hour nap

gettin so old
at least thats what im told
cant get a hold
of my head

What's "prpud?"
Oh, it's proud, right?
I think the poem has kind of a nervous energy to it. It moves quickly. I like it, hesafreak.

 

[hesafreak]

thanx i really didnt put it up for critique though. i just wrote it cuz i was wasted. like i am right now. im out of control. heres another that i just made up while i typed that.

blanket of nothing
home all alone
ready to explode
silently
violently

quiet so loud
makes my ears ring
drives me insane
my brain
in pain

thoughts flatlined
motivation is gone
wish i could sleep
so tired
so wired

 

[Dirt Man]

No Comment

Since you wish no critique, that is all that I can say.

As Always
I Am the
Dirt Man