Bang Bang Baby

Bang Bang Baby

A Poem by Ryan Halterman

Some people say that its an addiction,
Not my fault an unlucky affliction,
Others think I should be locked up after my conviction,
I just pull the belt tight in my teeth, good constriction,
Find the spot and spike the vein....
BANG BANG BABY BANG,
Nothing left to lose nothing more to gain,
Close my eyes let the RUSH hit my brain,
I am forever circling but never falling down the drain,
Take a pill crush it down and do a rail,
Nostrils burn it slams my mind like a hammer to nail,
Take a spoon and melt that tar black as night,
Draw it up and tie off tight,
Find that spot and spike the vein.....
BANG BANG BABY BANG,
All my thought is washed away like filth cleansed by rain,
Let the storm carry me away leaving behind all my pain,
Over the edge and down the hole flying faster than a super sonic plane,
Chase the high night and day,
Always keep the sickness as bay,
Riding the waves trying not to drown,
Living in the clouds never want to come down,
Find that spot and spike the vein.....
BANG BANG BABY BANG,
Flying through the universe stars burning in my brain,
The warmth of the sun comes over me like a gentle rain.
Fight off the darkness quiet the screaming in my head,
Chase the dragon until I'm dead,
Breathing fire in my soul with every push,
Calling to me like a burning bush,
Just find that spot and spike the vein,
BANG BANG BABY BANG,
Its all over the fat lady sang,
Lost my mind and gone insane,
Flying down the road full speed in the wrong lane,
I can feel my skull catch on fire,
Sinking fast into the muck of the mire,
That last push stole my breath away,
Desperation whispers in my ear "I'm here to stay"
Find that spot and spike the vein,
BANG BANG BABY BANG,
My whole arms bruised but there's no pain,
Long sleeve shirts and lies I speak elude to the normal life that I feign,
The syringe is the noose from which I hang,
On my back my breathing has become shallow,
Falling victim to the high that I hallow,
Eyes wont track they roll around,
Just one more hit before they put me in the ground,
Find that spot,
Amongst the flesh that's begun to rot,
Find that spot and spike the vein,
 BANG BANG BABY BANG,
Soul worn thin across an unearthly plane,
Skin is raw as the drug drags me against the grain,
One last circle and I finally get sucked into the drain,
Pulled apart as I pass the event horizon of the opiate black hole,
Puking hard, shaking, passing out and coming to, I have lost control,
I can't feel my body anymore. Every part of me has gone numb,
My brain is cooking frying in the dope filled fire,
Pray to god don't let me die and I'll get clean but even I know that I'm a liar....
Barely breathing heart rate slow,
I feel like I am ready for another go,
 My life was spared,
Maybe after all god really cared,
Then I will flush the stash and be done for good,
Just like I promised the heavens that I would,
But I have to celebrate this second chance,
With one last dance,
So I find that spot and spike the vein,
BANG BANG BABY BANG,
An orgasmic rush blasts me through reality like a wrecking ball on a crane,
No longer crazy nor am I sane,
I don't exist I'm so high I forget my name,
Transcending all I was all I'll ever be,
Leaving time and space far behind a fading memory,
Nothing left to fear I can never die,
The only truth the only feeling left is the intensity of the high,
I am trying to remember some promise I made,
But I am coming down,, starting to feel my soul turn grey,
The color is leaving,
Sickness returns hunched over the toilet heaving,
So find a spot any spot and spike the vein....
BANG BANG BABY BANG,
The rush takes me back up escaping that drain,
But I still swirl around it nothing to lose and everything to gain,
Draining my soul like a vampires fang
 BANG BANG BANG BABY BANG BANG BANG BANG
Spinning in this endless cycle around and around,
But flying high can't see the ground,
I have lost myself, become the needle's slave,
Shooting up in the basement my personal cave,
Cold and dark no windows no time passes here,
God has abandoned me but I don't shed a tear,
I understand why. I have passed the point of no return this time,
Down in a hole you never escape no matter how high you climb,
I see the face of the damned when I look at my reflection,
Both heaven and hell don't want me when death comes for collection,
When I die I'll just cease to be,
Because that eternal part, my soul, well the drugs took that from me,
Rather I gave it to them so they'd also take my pain,
My red blood mixes with the clear solution,
That sweet addictive mind pollution,
So find that spot, that used up spot and spike the vein......
BANG BANG BANG BABY BANG BANG BANG BANG,
Slam it hard and fast,
Take off like a rocket an explosive blast,
It's taken me over rewired me, made me a w***e,
I am under its spell, always crave more,
Beats me down picks me apart,
Destroys all the goodness in my heart,
There's no hope it owns me and my brain,
BANG BABY BANG BABY BANG BANG BANG BANG
Its all that matters anymore,
Used up syringes and needles cover the floor,
I crave only it, I love only it and no other,
To get another hit, I'll steal from my own mother,
F**k anyone over no matter how close we might have been,
I don't even feel guilty. Without hesitation I'd do it again,
 I no longer care what's right and what's wrong,
Just take what I need and it wont be long,
Till I find that used and abused hole in my arm,
The sign of infection doesn't even raise any alarm,
I take the needle and spike the vein.....
BANG BANG BANG BABY BANG BANG,
Lie back as the rush takes hold,
That amazing feeling that never gets old,
My arms are covered in bruises, sunken eyes, cheeks and a pale sickly face,
But still I keep running still I keep up the chase,
Gonna run down that high, that perfect rush again and again,
But its never as good as when I first begin,
But I never give up I never stop chasing,
Just the thought of the coming fix gets my heart racing,
That's all that's left of me, an empty vessel, a dead shell, void of hope
I can't even remember when I traded in my humanity to the dope,
Try top forget try to escape try to flee, try to outrun the wrecking ball coming my way,
My only concern is getting high no matter the price I pay,
I dodge the wrecking ball but don't see the train,
As I go to my favorite spot and spike the vein,
BANG BANG BANG BABY BANG BANG
Up the tracks on my arm comes a steaming freight train,
Warmth euphoria pleasure as I fall into a nod,
My head sways around like a bobble doll,
I open my eyes as thought returns to my brain,
I'm not satisfied one more hit to get me there, I spike the vein
BANG BANG BANG BABY BANG BANG
My breathing slows I try to force deep breathing,
 My eyes roll up into your head, I start puking and seizing,
I can't see, I feel like I am falling as I lie on the floor,
I feel like an invisible tide is pulling me out from shore,
Into some dark abyss beneath the ground,
I know that death is here but god is nowhere to be found,
Alone, dying on my back like a beetle,
Still hanging from my arm is the syringe, half the dose still waiting to be pushed though the needle.
Like a noose around my neck or a bullet to the head,
Chasing a high that was gone long ago that I'd never get back, long dea d.
Unfulfilled, frustrated, craving, needing,
Death disguised as pleasure coursing through my veins, desire breeding.
Becoming part of me making me ill.
Consuming me, Feeding on me, A parasite who has had its fill
My heart stops, I stop breathing, my eyes open wide,
Used up a skeletal body who long ago already died,
As I draw my final breath I remember the syringe still half full and push the last of the drug,
And go limp lying there on the rug.
I feel that warmth one last time.....
And take death's icy hand in mine
BANG BANG BABY BANG BANG
BANG BANG BANG BABY BANG BANG BANG

  

© 2012 Ryan Halterman


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Added on August 26, 2012
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Ryan Halterman
Ryan Halterman

Kansas City, MO



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I am a human man with a ten year old son I love dearly. I love to write and try to do something of that nature each day though lately I haven't been doing as much because my health is poor. People thi.. more..

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