It Once Was Right, But Now What's Left?

[TheTwighlight]

It Once Was Right, But Now What's Left?

Drugs are everything to me
They fuck you up, then they shut you down
Drugs aren't anything you see
They turn your world upside-down

Some people wander life away simply searching for the key
This can't be really happening to me

There's a door at the end of the mind's deepest halls
Light is dim, but inside we must heed to our calls
A perception that shifts in the blink of an eye
In a moment, it's over
Kiss your old earth goodbye

Space and time have no meaning in here
A staple of newfound existence in fear
Don't worry, you'll get used to it…
….Eventually.
Or at least you had better adapt

Just keep hoping
Just keep praying
Just keep telling yourself that in the end you'll be alright

Drugs won't make your life complete
Chemical substances aren't what they used to be
A compound's purity is dismissible by some
But when it's done, won't you feel dumb?
If you can even feel at all?

How pleasant does it sound?
Do you like it spun around?
Do you see yourself and frown?
No, I'd bet you don't

Some people waste their lives away to see the world I see
I can't believe that this is happening to me

An amniotic black hole forms around me
The embryonic child begins to drown
I've ingested all this shit that I can handle
My kingdom's sold away it's only crown, and
now it's gone for good

Just keep staring at that bright light
Just keep telling yourself that in the end you'll be alright
And when it's done, won't you feel dumb?
If you feel anything at all...

On your deathbed you'll feel sorry for your health
You'll keep praying, but
Understand that God won't save you from yourself.

Paralyzing
By hypnotizing
By synthesizing

The future of our kind is in our youth.​

Copyright 2005 The Horsehead Nebula

 

[Dastrix Slogan]

Life in a nutshell, well a large part of it:

Space and time have no meaning in here
A staple of newfound existence in fear
Don't worry, you'll get used to it…
….Eventually.
Or at least you had better adapt

Interesting write!

 

[TheTwighlight]

I know that this song/poem sounds like I'm badmouthing drugs, but I'm really not. I just don't think that everyone should use them. I have met a lot of people that do drugs and think they handle them well, but they don't have a clue how they are acting when they are actually intoxicated. I, personally, was built to take them. I don't use drugs like I once did, but the fact that I'm alive right now is a miracle in and of itself. Sometimes, I just wonder, and I think this is kind of the point of this poem: How much of the future will be determined by how much someone is altered by substance use or abuse? Will the results be positive or negative? I'm sure I know the answer, and it is both positive and negative. But damnit, which way will be favored?