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...Scarecrow Junkies
By SolApathy
The intensity of my high was my goodbye
Once you had meaning, once the world was teaming
Ideas & ideals
All that’s left are cocaine dreams
How fuffilling they all seem
My clown balloons are filled with my heroin doom
Decay
And yet I wrapped this tourniquet everyday
Deeper into my high
Delving into this bottomless sky
Mornings of mourning as I feel the cold sweat alarm
Out on the streets –Looking for money to do myself harm
Just a 20 or 40, Please a 100 and I’ll love you, too
Shaking I wait
Dealer of darkness and doom—Yet he’s my savior
I’ll be flying soon
Just need un-collapsed vein
One not shredded so I can inject the bliss
I remember when it was you, me and just some Mary Jane
But she could never erase the pain
I need my debauchery of decay and ecstasy
Once, long ago I started
Diamorphine hydrochloride when I still had a job
Now black tar will do
Melted down—Injected between my toes
It’s the only place left to go
Abused, used -- no purpose in life left to pursue
I inject before the daylight dies
Maybe tonight will be my best high
Maybe this morning was my last cold-sweated cry
I defiled my friend’s suboxone try
Selling it just so I could again, get high
Fuck it now I don’t really care
I was beautiful once—Now I’m just the scarecrow junkie
Just for a 20 to get me by
I’ll do anything and I no longer even cry
I’m not the one you used to know
Her soul leaked out of all the needle holes
All that's left is this high I can't let go
..Dedicated to my friend who took drugs as her way, out...
Contest entry for: What We're All About.
Once you had meaning, once the world was teaming
Ideas & ideals
All that’s left are cocaine dreams
How fuffilling they all seem
My clown balloons are filled with my heroin doom
Decay
And yet I wrapped this tourniquet everyday
Deeper into my high
Delving into this bottomless sky
Mornings of mourning as I feel the cold sweat alarm
Out on the streets –Looking for money to do myself harm
Just a 20 or 40, Please a 100 and I’ll love you, too
Shaking I wait
Dealer of darkness and doom—Yet he’s my savior
I’ll be flying soon
Just need un-collapsed vein
One not shredded so I can inject the bliss
I remember when it was you, me and just some Mary Jane
But she could never erase the pain
I need my debauchery of decay and ecstasy
Once, long ago I started
Diamorphine hydrochloride when I still had a job
Now black tar will do
Melted down—Injected between my toes
It’s the only place left to go
Abused, used -- no purpose in life left to pursue
I inject before the daylight dies
Maybe tonight will be my best high
Maybe this morning was my last cold-sweated cry
I defiled my friend’s suboxone try
Selling it just so I could again, get high
Fuck it now I don’t really care
I was beautiful once—Now I’m just the scarecrow junkie
Just for a 20 to get me by
I’ll do anything and I no longer even cry
I’m not the one you used to know
Her soul leaked out of all the needle holes
All that's left is this high I can't let go
..Dedicated to my friend who took drugs as her way, out...
Contest entry for: What We're All About.
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© 2020 SolApathy
Published on Thursday, April 25, 2019.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
...Heroin is my abyss of pleasure and pain--Withdrawals were my soul crying out in pain...Comments on "...Scarecrow Junkies"
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On Monday, February 25, 2019, Chelsey Elaine
(79)
wrote:
Very vivid. Drug addiction is a tough thing to deal with... and write about. Very well done xox
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