High On Life

September 29, 2012

Poetry

All, Having A Good Time, Living

Anonymous

Something etching and scratching at my skin
No clue to what the fuck it was,
Something is always badgering me
Just like every other time I shrug it off
Ignoring the people yelling uselessly at me
Jamming to the tune playing in my ear

I can’t remember the last time I was this high
Oh man, my head is so far up and I never want to come back down
I like it, sweet and riding fast.
The fix I get, the taste inside my mouth
Damn, who ever thought this is bad for your health
I don’t give a shit, but come on give me a few more ounces
and were through with business.

Better days await me,
I can’t let them wait on me, getting me off, getting me more
Walking down this path
Why do I trust my feelings when I’m better at betrayal
Stay the fuck away from me, I’ll fuck up your life
I can’t be good at anything
Lost, spinning out of control
Can’t get a hold of my life

All I have is this addiction and I can’t fight back
I can’t remember the last time I was this high
Oh fuck man, I’m never coming back down
The sweet ride I get from coke
The haunting feeling from heroin
The fix of them all, isn’t stain inside me
Damn, who ever thought this is bad for your health
I don’t give a shit, but sell me on how high on life you can get

I can’t remember the last time I was this high
This high on life
Man, I’m still young,
No dreams
No hopes
No one to love
but who said you had to be a dope head to be high on life.

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