Getting High

Getting High

A Poem by terra

I call bullshit on the whole thing
Just run from reality
embrace the depravity
escape whatever it is you think's an abnormality
ignore me when i call
pass out on the ash fall
wake up livid and throw your fist through the drywall
I hope its worth it
that in that blankness you exhibit
is a haven you inhabit
a true port in the storm
cause those you misinform
get caught in that firestorm
so ya..... I call bullshit on the whole thing

© 2018 terra


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Added on December 10, 2018
Last Updated on December 10, 2018
Tags: #substanceabuse, #mentalillness, #oblivion, #drugs

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terra
terra

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