Take my hand come walk with me,
For a ride so good and soon you'll see.
In seconds we'll be flying, high for hours,
Coming back down though often...
I wrote this last week when I was feeling really crappy, both body and mind. But I couldn't finish it off.
So last night I was feeling inspired...
Edgar Guest, 1881 - 1959
How much grit do you think you’ve got?
Can you quit a thing that you like a lot?
You may talk of pluck; it’s...
DF members are artists, from creative writers to visual artists to musicians and at experience levels raging from hobby to career. I could write...
The Sacred Pipe
Behold, the Sacred Pipe
Which is a holy alter
A place of communication for the individual and for the people.
For the bowl is...
They tell you ...
No alcohol No drugs
No roller coasters or hot tubs, be careful not to slip or fall,
take these vitamins,get plenty of rest,...
Open your case, let me decide, it's my throat, these influences down will slide.
Drugs, an old familiar friend.
maybe i should say, a...
Drug use, Drug abuse, depression, anxiety, running, fleeing, fighting surviving. And all the battles within.
Every day is the same, I know I'm to blame
this rotten apple core of life, it feels like such a shame
this overzealous optimism, haloed be thy...
How can you be so weak
Why do you always follow
Once so strong and proud
And now so frail and hollow
Why can't you just stand up
sitting high on your shelf
gorgeous by your self
perfect for everyone to see
keep safe my dear
so don't stray...
The voices in my head tell me what's right
But the heart draws me to you
And if it all goes south I'll take it a man
Deep down I know it's...
This little tool can help with burn marks,
But move quick when in use or your dope could turn dark.
In the hands of a novice, it's usually...
I'm sorry that I'm crazy
I know that I come across
Maybe a bit strange, hazy
Brain fucked and eye glazed
Maybe I should shut up
Before this I would just like to say that confessional poetry of this kind is deeply personal for both the author and the other people in the...
I don't know how I came here but I'm staying
And I've been here for a few days now
And I'm wasted
But hey, the insurance...
- PART ONE -
This tale is a warning, about a vice and its woe,
Of the lesson I learnt, and the ones yet to know.
See, the end is unwritten,...
ONE, (TWO), THREE, FOUR, FIVE
It's racking up now but I'm still keeping track,
They're all even numbered; there's no going back.
So I relapsed today
Yep, back to my ways
No more black and grey
Same color as stadium lights
Who the fuck was made...
If my addiction was to end this was written on its tomb
I only mention this my friend because I am quitting this soon
So goodbye to the late...