"Icy Hell"
© S Raine
Looking forward with fear I stare.
I face the mirror to see there.
I’ve lost my family, my friends are few.
You’ve controlled my life but now I’m through.
I’m finally strong enough to fight.
By myself I’ll make this right.
I’ve lived in Hell with my demon.
I’ve done your deeds a life of scheming.
All I’ve loved I’ve lost no hope.
All that’s left is you and dope.
Seeing life smoked through a glass.
To erase the memories from my past.
With every hit I kept you strong.
I’ve stayed weak for far to long.
I’m taking back all you stole.
My life, my love, my world, my soul.
Today’s the day I leave this jail.
So take your demon and go to Hell.
The End
"My Name Is Meth"
If my ‘glamorous’ lifestyle
Is appealing to you. . .
And you want to try me
Because you’ve ‘nothing to lose’. . .
Then, let me give you
A bit of advice:
You are a fool. . .
And you’d better think twice.
I destroy homes
I tear families apart
I take your children
And thats just the start
Im more value than diamonds
More precious than gold
The sorrow I bring
Is sight to bold
If you need me, remember
Im easily found,
I live all around you
In school and in town
I live with the rich
I live with the poor
I live just down the road
Or maybe next door
Im made in a lab,but
Not in one like you think
I can be made under your kitchen sink
Or in your childrens closet
And even out in the woods
If it scares you to death
It certainly should.
I have many names
But there’s one you know best
Im sure you’ve heard of me
My names Crystal Meth
My power is awesome
Try me and you’ll see
But if you do
You may never break free
Just try me once
And I might let you go
But if you try me twice
Then I own your soul
When I possess you
You’ll steal and lie
You’ll do what you have to
Just to get high
The crimes you’ll commit
For my narcotic charms
Will be worth for the pleasure
You’ll feel in my arms
You’ll lie to your mother
You’ll steal from your dad
When you see their tears
You must not feel sad
Just forget your morals
And how you were raised
I’ll be your conscious
I’ll teach you my ways
I take kids from their parents
I take parents from kids
I turn people from god
I seperate friends
I’ll take everything from you
Even your good looks and your pride
I’ll be with you always
Right here by your side.
You’ll give up everything
Your family, your home
Your money,you friends
You’ll be all alone
I’ll take and I’ll take
Til you give no more to give
When Im finished with you
You’ll be lucky to live
If you try me be warned
THIS IS NOT A GAME
If im given the chance
I’ll drive you insane
I’ll ravage your body
I’ll control your mind
I’ll own you completely
Your soul will be mine
The nightmares I’ll give you
When your lying in bed…
And the voices you’ll hear
From inside your head
The sweats,the shakes and the visions you’ll see…
I want you to know
These are your gifts from me
By then its too late
And you’ll know in your heart
That you are now mine
And we shall not part
You’ll regret that you tried me (They always do)
Remember, you came to me
Not I, to you
You knew this would happen
How many times were you told?
But you challenged my power
You chose to bold
You could have said “No” and walked away
If you could live that day over
Now what would you say?
My power is awesome
As I told you before
I can take your mother
And turn her into a whore
Go ahead and curse me
With every breath
Just make your choice
Will it be life or meth?
You will take unknown paths
On your journey through life
Some will bring happiness
Some will bring strife
But, my path is one
You must not ever cross.
Although its well trodden
Countless lives have been lost
Now that you’ve met me
What will you do?
Will you try me or not?
It’s all up to you
I can show you more misery
Than words can tell
Come take my hand
Let me lead you to hell!
and my personal favorite...
"Tweaking"
Just one more hit.
Hey I thought you quit.
I gave it a try, but I like the meth high.
I don’t face reality or try to deal
And I never worry where I will get my next meal.
I have come to accept this is the life for me.
Put me in jail, I don’t like being free.
I don’t want to see my family, my kids, or my friends.
Is today the day it will finally all end.
I was doing so good, I was doing so great.
I saw my p.o and I wasn’t late.
I went to sleep at night and woke up the next day.
I finally got legitimate pay.
I had a girl I could sit with and just talk.
Until into my mind came a clear little rock.
My new family was laid to rest.
I got a warrant for my dirty drug test.
I moved into a house under surveillance and bugged.
To avoid the thought, I stayed constantly drugged.
A house full of tweaks is not a fun sight.
They are plotting something all day and all night.
What made me go back to my old ways.
I’m seeing shadow people, I haven’t slept in days.
I miss how it was, watching movies and eating.
When will I learn to finally stop tweaking.?
idk if this is exactly what a blog is all about but a guy like me has the most difficult time expressing how i feel inside. if you knew me personally, you would know that inside im dying, but on the oputside im fearless..
i really dont give a shit if this isnt in the "guidelines" of a blog. or ive failed to meet the "BLUA". this is me expressing myself in the only way i know possible, so if this doesnt meet your standards BL, you can get fucked. BL gives me a place to feel im not alone, and to get these things off my chest that build up causing so much pressure and tension. i sometimes feel as though, im gonna fuckin' explode! but after posting in TDS or any other forum for that matter, not all but a tiny bit of that pressure is released. i can breathe...
crystal meth has tore my life apart in a matter of months. lifetime friends gone in a matter of weeks. my own mother wont speak to me and my little brother sees me a fucking junkie...idk where to start or what to do to make things right...but im desperately seeking an answer...
later BL'ers!
im not allowing comments because most of you make me feel ignorant and dumb. im not well educated and have poor reading writing skills and it seems instead of shedding some light on the gray areas of my knowledge i get this attitude of arrogance. having a phd in ilegal drug use is nothing to be proud of...jussayin.
i think some BL'ers need to step back and read what they write out loud. critisism and arrogance filled with that underlying tone of "this guys a fuckin retard"
from my understanding, harm reduction is about people who DONT KNOW the safest way, to talk with people who DO KNOW the safest way. idk maybe im fucked in the head and delusional, but thats the vibe i get most the time. i find myself trying very hard to sound smart and be someone im not. and thats not how it should be.
im more of a "steve o" type guy, not a fucking albert einstein!
no more pussyfootin from the KING. let it be known!
© S Raine
Looking forward with fear I stare.
I face the mirror to see there.
I’ve lost my family, my friends are few.
You’ve controlled my life but now I’m through.
I’m finally strong enough to fight.
By myself I’ll make this right.
I’ve lived in Hell with my demon.
I’ve done your deeds a life of scheming.
All I’ve loved I’ve lost no hope.
All that’s left is you and dope.
Seeing life smoked through a glass.
To erase the memories from my past.
With every hit I kept you strong.
I’ve stayed weak for far to long.
I’m taking back all you stole.
My life, my love, my world, my soul.
Today’s the day I leave this jail.
So take your demon and go to Hell.
The End
"My Name Is Meth"
If my ‘glamorous’ lifestyle
Is appealing to you. . .
And you want to try me
Because you’ve ‘nothing to lose’. . .
Then, let me give you
A bit of advice:
You are a fool. . .
And you’d better think twice.
I destroy homes
I tear families apart
I take your children
And thats just the start
Im more value than diamonds
More precious than gold
The sorrow I bring
Is sight to bold
If you need me, remember
Im easily found,
I live all around you
In school and in town
I live with the rich
I live with the poor
I live just down the road
Or maybe next door
Im made in a lab,but
Not in one like you think
I can be made under your kitchen sink
Or in your childrens closet
And even out in the woods
If it scares you to death
It certainly should.
I have many names
But there’s one you know best
Im sure you’ve heard of me
My names Crystal Meth
My power is awesome
Try me and you’ll see
But if you do
You may never break free
Just try me once
And I might let you go
But if you try me twice
Then I own your soul
When I possess you
You’ll steal and lie
You’ll do what you have to
Just to get high
The crimes you’ll commit
For my narcotic charms
Will be worth for the pleasure
You’ll feel in my arms
You’ll lie to your mother
You’ll steal from your dad
When you see their tears
You must not feel sad
Just forget your morals
And how you were raised
I’ll be your conscious
I’ll teach you my ways
I take kids from their parents
I take parents from kids
I turn people from god
I seperate friends
I’ll take everything from you
Even your good looks and your pride
I’ll be with you always
Right here by your side.
You’ll give up everything
Your family, your home
Your money,you friends
You’ll be all alone
I’ll take and I’ll take
Til you give no more to give
When Im finished with you
You’ll be lucky to live
If you try me be warned
THIS IS NOT A GAME
If im given the chance
I’ll drive you insane
I’ll ravage your body
I’ll control your mind
I’ll own you completely
Your soul will be mine
The nightmares I’ll give you
When your lying in bed…
And the voices you’ll hear
From inside your head
The sweats,the shakes and the visions you’ll see…
I want you to know
These are your gifts from me
By then its too late
And you’ll know in your heart
That you are now mine
And we shall not part
You’ll regret that you tried me (They always do)
Remember, you came to me
Not I, to you
You knew this would happen
How many times were you told?
But you challenged my power
You chose to bold
You could have said “No” and walked away
If you could live that day over
Now what would you say?
My power is awesome
As I told you before
I can take your mother
And turn her into a whore
Go ahead and curse me
With every breath
Just make your choice
Will it be life or meth?
You will take unknown paths
On your journey through life
Some will bring happiness
Some will bring strife
But, my path is one
You must not ever cross.
Although its well trodden
Countless lives have been lost
Now that you’ve met me
What will you do?
Will you try me or not?
It’s all up to you
I can show you more misery
Than words can tell
Come take my hand
Let me lead you to hell!
and my personal favorite...
"Tweaking"
Just one more hit.
Hey I thought you quit.
I gave it a try, but I like the meth high.
I don’t face reality or try to deal
And I never worry where I will get my next meal.
I have come to accept this is the life for me.
Put me in jail, I don’t like being free.
I don’t want to see my family, my kids, or my friends.
Is today the day it will finally all end.
I was doing so good, I was doing so great.
I saw my p.o and I wasn’t late.
I went to sleep at night and woke up the next day.
I finally got legitimate pay.
I had a girl I could sit with and just talk.
Until into my mind came a clear little rock.
My new family was laid to rest.
I got a warrant for my dirty drug test.
I moved into a house under surveillance and bugged.
To avoid the thought, I stayed constantly drugged.
A house full of tweaks is not a fun sight.
They are plotting something all day and all night.
What made me go back to my old ways.
I’m seeing shadow people, I haven’t slept in days.
I miss how it was, watching movies and eating.
When will I learn to finally stop tweaking.?
idk if this is exactly what a blog is all about but a guy like me has the most difficult time expressing how i feel inside. if you knew me personally, you would know that inside im dying, but on the oputside im fearless..
i really dont give a shit if this isnt in the "guidelines" of a blog. or ive failed to meet the "BLUA". this is me expressing myself in the only way i know possible, so if this doesnt meet your standards BL, you can get fucked. BL gives me a place to feel im not alone, and to get these things off my chest that build up causing so much pressure and tension. i sometimes feel as though, im gonna fuckin' explode! but after posting in TDS or any other forum for that matter, not all but a tiny bit of that pressure is released. i can breathe...
crystal meth has tore my life apart in a matter of months. lifetime friends gone in a matter of weeks. my own mother wont speak to me and my little brother sees me a fucking junkie...idk where to start or what to do to make things right...but im desperately seeking an answer...
later BL'ers!
im not allowing comments because most of you make me feel ignorant and dumb. im not well educated and have poor reading writing skills and it seems instead of shedding some light on the gray areas of my knowledge i get this attitude of arrogance. having a phd in ilegal drug use is nothing to be proud of...jussayin.
i think some BL'ers need to step back and read what they write out loud. critisism and arrogance filled with that underlying tone of "this guys a fuckin retard"
from my understanding, harm reduction is about people who DONT KNOW the safest way, to talk with people who DO KNOW the safest way. idk maybe im fucked in the head and delusional, but thats the vibe i get most the time. i find myself trying very hard to sound smart and be someone im not. and thats not how it should be.
im more of a "steve o" type guy, not a fucking albert einstein!
no more pussyfootin from the KING. let it be known!