Under The Influence Is Scary
31 August, 2004
Author: Megan
Strip me of,
This skin I'm in,
Let the reality,
Slowly sink in.
This can't really be me,
This can't be my reality?
Surrounded by people,
Sharp blades and drugs.
Chillin' with strangers,
People you don't know giving you hugs
Who just kissed me?
Whose lap am I on?
Who's touching my leg?
What is going on?
They pass around the needle,
Take a hit.
Just trying to make,
The pieces fit.
Take a hoot,
Sniff a rail.
Remember these days,
To the last detail.
Get up dizzy,
Lookin for more.
Look down on myself,
Who wants to be hardcore?
Walk into the bathroom,
To check out my face.
Still wondering,
How I got to this place.
Hearing someone call my name,
Asking me to dance.
I can tell all this man wants,
Is a good night in my pants.
I'm Sixteen
He is around twenty-seven
Not exactly a match made in heaven
This can't be it,
This can't be me.
Where am I?
Who could this be?
Frantically look around the room,
Into the mirror on the door.
To see myself a stranger at best,
A beautiful whore.
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Comments on this poem/writing:
Meridian (205.188.116.200) -- Tuesday, August 31 2004, 08:25 pm This had so much depth, vividness, and great self-expression! Our generation is definitely being pressured to use drugs and alcohol.... I don't do it, but I know what it can do to those who sniff, take puffs, and drink.... Once again, your words triggered me so, my heart was pounding! Your rhyming is so great! LOL! Smiles, Meri |
Xeracy (205.124.145.254) -- Wednesday, January 19 2005, 09:50 pm That was really creepy when I read this poem. I was living in a place like this a few days ago. I was doing anything and everything just so I could survive it. I'm glad I'm out, but sad at the same time. You described the scene to a T. Beautifully written!!! |
Kaylee Thornock (163.6.254.139) -- Friday, November 23 2007, 07:45 pm I know what you were going through. I am only 14 but I too have gone through these things. I am now in a program for 6 months for the stupid choices that I made. I wish that I never would have gone to parties and gotten involved in DRUGS!! ~DRUGS SUCK WAY BAD~ |
liz (32.129.227.130) -- Sunday, January 13 2008, 04:28 am that was a excellent poem, like a movie before my eyes. |
toocladashis (129.237.40.56) -- Thursday, May 8 2008, 01:26 am When did you post this poem. I'm using it for a research paper and I need the date you posted it to properly cite you as the owner of this literary piece. If you don't remember it's cool. Please note that I enjoyed reading your poem. |
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