Saturday, 26 May 2012

Another korny fucking poem

So much about this fucking addiction thing that i despise, well except for the obvious that its leading straight to my demise? If you dont use you not only get as sick as a dog and completely confused; but when you are 'sober' with life and all its shit you're really not at all amused. Snotty nose and sneezing till it feels like your fucking head is gonna explode, completely switched of to everything and just dragging the fuck along in zombie-mode...
Body is aching and it feels like you got hit by a bloody train, everything and everyone is driving you completely, totally and utterly fucking insane. Every passing second just gets worse and all you want to do is crawl in a hole and die; such a raging ball of emotions and the outlet - for days on end you sit and you ball your fucking eyes out and cry...
Light is too bright and it shining in your eyes causes a 5 or 6 series of sneezes, and for the love of god the sun is baking on you but your skinny ass freezes. So freaking tired you are that open is impossible for you your eyes too keep; and yet after a week of depravation you still cant fucking sleep. I hope you know there is absolutely fuckall good about heroin and there is no fucking debate about it. It just fucks up your health, your life up and then it still causes ALOTTA unneccasary shit...

'A child of five would understand this. Send someone to fetch a child of five'

Groucho Marx

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