My heroine
poem by:
Stephen Erickson
Written
on Jan 24, 2015
When I shoot up it feels like everything will be wonderful forever. I'm sky diving and flying though the clouds. the smell of roses and flowers fill my lungs. I see my dreams unfolding before my eyes, but the comedown nearly kills me every time. I need to get high, i'm dying... If only I could get rid of her, she's everything wrong with my life. But when I see her I can't help but to hold her tight, kiss her neck, smell her hair, feel her warm voice tickle my ears, and tell her I love her while tears of thankfulness flood my eyes. But I know this is a destructive drug that will push me further into pain and regret. I can't drop these needles. I feel that I'm nothing without them and that I will never be happy if I throw them away. I never want to stop flying though these clouds, I want to be here forever until I hit the ground.
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Iron Fist commented:
I can relate to this. I will never touch H untill I know I can afford it forever. I imagine it to be just too good. to live without a trial wake up call as to how fucked it really is. I know torture,nthe head shed tells us understand how we feel in normal I'm hooked on weed but right now I can afford it all the time. It's all the time or no time with me. That said this may not be an autobiography. Well written.
Darnell Burgess
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This is deep.
louise bridges
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they say once an addict always an addict so its not like you can turn to something less life destructive without becoming an addict to something else. I can imagine it is a painful process and struggle knowing there will always be a hole that cant be filled. but once you find a purpose one that you need more and love more it makes the struggle worth while never to go back there. sounds like money would only kill you iron fist! lets hope you don't win the lotto haha.
Stephen Erickson
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Thanks for the comments guys and ya using heroine your whole life would not be fun Iron Fist lol.
Trevor Cartwright
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"H"= no bueno. However, I can see where you are coming from. You illustrate the euphoric effect very colorfully. However, the effect is ephemeral; it ends soon after, leaving the user with a desire for more. I like how you write man! You should post some more poetry/stories. I would like to read more of your work.
Milton Robertson
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Been there done that, It's A hook and once you are hooked all it's out to do is to kill you. It will promise you the stars, but, Go to Hell, Go straight to Hell do not pass go do not collect your 200 dollars. It do not discriminate, It don't care who it kill.
Q. Ramirez
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I like your work, it is in tune to how I sometimes write. "Cap on yo ass" was awesome. As for the "H" thing - I am an occasional toker - perhaps once every 3 years. I will pray for you. Thanks for your poems and post more.
Frank Hornby .
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One day soon.........your engines will "conk out,"...........let's hope you don't hit the ground too hard!............(keep a parachute handy)..........
