Category Archives: pills

The Troubles in my Life

Posted on July 12, 2014 by https://poetbblog.wordpress.com

Day in day out my troubles comes my troubles go just like the wind blows i seem to manufacture my own misery alcohol and drugs has beaten my body down my body can’t seem to recover overnight yet i won’t … Continue reading →

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Suicide

Posted on June 9, 2014 by https://poetbblog.wordpress.com

as he sits night after all alone , with tv dinners drinking rut gut beer, he feels isolated. He sits in a room with 4 walls, he trys to interpret his dreams , they are dark and full of violence. … Continue reading →

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Hello Death

Posted on June 4, 2014 by https://poetbblog.wordpress.com

I don’t fear death death doesn’t scare me i look forward to it. So when i die please don’t cry have a party be yourself have a blast do what ever turns you on cut me up and eat me … Continue reading →

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Ox Bar

Posted on June 21, 2013 by https://poetbblog.wordpress.com

Sitting in a dark, damp, seedy bar all the regulars were coming in i was in the last booth with my back to the wall. i was trying to read a book bar maid ask me if it was the … Continue reading →

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Falling

Posted on June 21, 2013 by https://poetbblog.wordpress.com

My limousine is right outside, My Chauffeur would be glad to give you a ride to the other side. I know you must be mortified it must be giving you goosebumps so close to the edge. You better not be … Continue reading →

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Driven to Suicide

Posted on January 30, 2013 by https://poetbblog.wordpress.com

Parent,s pushing you to get good grades, and get on a team. It,s so hard to do when your a nerd, jocks tripping you in the halls, after gym in the showers it,s time to get smacked with wet towels, … Continue reading →

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The Monster Crystal Meth

Posted on January 21, 2013 by https://poetbblog.wordpress.com

as we shot-up and smoke our precious crystal meth, we get our minds bright and clear, our hearts start racing like a gray hound after a race, no one knew the power it had over me, i was always paranoia … Continue reading →

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Pie in the sky

Posted on January 18, 2013 by https://poetbblog.wordpress.com

Jim never gave much mind to the pie in the sky as they say young and dunb Jim drank like a fish smoked dope like a chimmie popped pills like no tomorrow dropping acid to see the show Jim always … Continue reading →

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Wendy’s Pain

Posted on November 23, 2012 by https://poetbblog.wordpress.com

Wendy, was very pretty, and was the smartest kid in the class. But why didn’t she have friend,s. rejection. mockery. was what she was used to. Wendy, day dreamed during class of a different life. She was getting more and … Continue reading →

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Confusion at the Graveyard

Posted on November 21, 2012 by https://poetbblog.wordpress.com

Their was a little confusion at the graveyard I had searched long and hard far and wade to find this super sweet spot. My perfect place to rest . the other zombies and souls of the dead could find their … Continue reading →

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