A very drunken poem

Sitting in my room Thinking about tonight’s arguments   Laments on childhood horrors and experiences   Everyone suffers Life is not an easy game for anyone But the broken souled sadness Is a sight to behold   Heartless dead eyes In the neon lights of illusion Dead thoughts a confusion in the night In shit … Continue reading A very drunken poem

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Illuminati Princess Puppet: Poem

The Disney darling Small and charming Not yet self-harming The futures alarming   Groomed from an early age On show like a pageant page Childhood denied Objectified   The generation Of sexualisation By creation   The wolves get the hooks In their polished looks Young teens Turn to queens   Overnight For commercial delight   … Continue reading Illuminati Princess Puppet: Poem

These Are A Few Of My Favourite Drugs: Poem

Do coke with a bloke Do E's with a Geeze Do pills for the thrills Use ket like a vet   With shrooms, the intentions to reach new dimensions Take DMT To set your mind free   A naughty natural To change what is factual And lifes not so grey On MDMA   Unpopular to … Continue reading These Are A Few Of My Favourite Drugs: Poem

Plastic Rockers, Plastic Gangsters

Plastic rockers Plastic Gangsters As 50 cent would call them Wanksters   Both hype the stereotype They both delight in the white One snorts it up their nose One sell it to buy new clothes   Sex, drugs, rock and roll And being a tough guy is the goal Skinny jeans and boots Short hair … Continue reading Plastic Rockers, Plastic Gangsters

Junkies: Till Death Do Us Part

Junkies at the station Ruins of a nation Chemical degradation Bodily deflation Slaves of the poppy plantation   Symbols of consternation Addicts from creation To cremation From jail and probation   No solution From the veins pollution Not methadone substitution Some turn to prostitution   No restitution No absolution The only way for evolution The inevitable … Continue reading Junkies: Till Death Do Us Part

Nothing: Poem

Take a pill of green and white   Save me from the fight or flight   And the plight   Of Depression   And needless aggression       Tension headaches   And aches   From a long hard day doing nothing       Go to rest   In a place of love and … Continue reading Nothing: Poem

Taking Drugs At A Festival

Fascist guards at the gates Like snakes Blocking the states Of enlightenment And musical heightenment   And your eyes are like frogs As you hide from the dogs So you endure the curse Of the old prison purse   Sifting through the hordes of revellers Just waiting for the drugs to level us Love hearts … Continue reading Taking Drugs At A Festival

The World Is Bullshit

  We live in a very strange place Divided by religion and race While the news keeps us on our toes, Teaching us to hate our hero’s And love our foes Our compassion in degradation A social segregation   A sick sense of patriotism Supporting Guantanamo prison Behind which terrorism has risen So we go … Continue reading The World Is Bullshit

Bastard Small Town Syndrome

Trails of breadcrumbs, of broken hearts Love that's over before it starts Loyal lovers and cheating tarts   In a town of broken promises Folks of such promiscuousness And drugs that buzz you to your brain Or Pain relief straight to the vein   Or cheeky chaps In baseball caps That soon would stick you … Continue reading Bastard Small Town Syndrome