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Slime-God Sep 2020
Higher than ever,
my heart rolls down a river.
Carried by the smoke.
Traveler Sep 2020
Over the years the notes play on
The music gets old so we write new songs
Practice our words and keep them in key
Times to change then repeat the beats
Patterns I hastily strum
Unique precisions I pick
I am but a fungus in the forest
A back woods hick
The flower, the ****
***** my guitar
I am an ember in the fire
Music is indeed my greatest desire
Traveler Tim
joel jokonia Aug 2020
I know you play a lot, work a lot and proly can't tell it apart.
So after working games and playing work
you sat down wrote **** while smoking poetry.
Not aging with every hour that went by.
But by and by you grew high,
oh my 70years high as the **** withers old and is cremated white ash scattered in the sea of dust.
Wisdom is a ****
420
Pockets Aug 2020
Will the people I get ****** with
Put stones on my grave
When the masses decide to stone me
Will they laugh or turn away
When there’s roaches in the kitchen
And not in the ash try
Will they look for someone better
Or will they stick with me till it’s okay
Cox Aug 2020
I love you, even though at times you are the **** in my garden.
Mushroompoetry Jun 2020
Waking up, smoke a joint.
Waking up, What's the point?
Waking up, baking up.
There is so much in life,
don't always get ******.
Sometimes its good tho
Aaron May 2020
When are you going to tire of chasing me?
Making me look into open space sometimes so vacantly
I go and write songs about it, I do
Lose my head trying to find you.

Feels like I'm always so close to the fire
Becoming a danger to myself, I feel like a liar
I remember thinking you could be so cheesy, it was easy
And I’m an open book, everyone can read me.

Is this something you want?
Out the door before my jackets on
And carry on
Where's the magic gone?

You used to turn me on

So you want me to be more apathetic?
But still call me pathetic?
If I'm honest you don’t take me there no more
So why you on my lips for?

Bringing me up just to drag me down
Leaving me here in this crumbling town

You’re the reason I can’t sleep.
Punching your holes in too many of my memories
Making me freeze with your ease
Manipulating my energies

Is this something you want?
Another hit and miss before it’s gone
Is this what I'm living on?

I’m always pouring over messages
Becoming someone else, it's all relative
And I’m so negative
I wanna get high on your sedative

Bringing me back down to earth
Making my feet hurt, their caked in dirt
But I don’t mistake what this is, you’re just a flirt

Where's the magic gone?
It's been too long
And you don’t know how to turn me on
Not anymore.
This is about addiction. Darren Riley.
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