Tuesday, September 29, 2015

fear & self-loathing in lost places (May Cause Lousiness)

there's no room to sleep
with no downers
Ritalin stole my focus
so off to the
concentration camp
Every day lessons
of an uninteresting struggle
light a cigarette
and prep a shot
time to kill pain
time to kill yourself
(slowly) Go slow
warning flares go up
and we all fall down
some a lil harder
face first, no breath
How did she survive?
I saved her with
pure luck
but for a few, all
seemed lost
so we did another
and stayed up all night
no Addy or 'vanses
jus fear
and self loathing
we got American ideals-
Red flag
White powder
Blue Dream
we are the new
Americana
bills to pay/pills to take
Bored in the USA
so we go to the Dr
and hope for a
spike in life
a flash of color
monotany is a killer
always kill em
like our brains'
cells ain't chillum
writing with my G-Pen
waiting for the Xanax's
arrival, needed calm
may cause lousiness
but we die for the feel
be it static
or electric, lacking
the proper tools we are
digging our own graves
with each spoon
full of dirt
always wet, hardly clean
always on, hardly keen
art damaged hip hop punks
bouncing about
We are the weirdos
we jus get by
and need some relief
an escape route
from ourselves
life's waiting room
has only Time to read
Dr, Dr
take us to church
Our Lady of Initial Onset
we plead, we prey
living half-life,
Is it ever gunna be enough
or does this existence
ever suffice?
taking up residence
in a Suffer-agette city
cuz it's easier to
love the empty spaces
when you hate yourself


Thursday, September 10, 2015

2Gone 2GAF

Popping 'pins and Old Tommy
crush half in the end of my glass
Sip it semi-fast
getting semi-sonic
I'm feeling West Coast
where's my del Rey?
Lost in the marina
running AC cuz I can't
decide a temp
I'm fuct
but not right
More liquid
prolly not more pills
Vaping my very last
praying for the fresh sack
Needs that
but we smoking a rez chunk
Lottadab in it
Larsen got it out
he's rewarded
Gin and orange soda
is it even good?
Nothing better to do
than eat pieces of pills
And drink spills
keep the soundtrack going
Orange goblins we sip
to keep the pills kicked
Midnight City on repeat;
that sax tho




Wednesday, September 9, 2015

straight Brown.. Danny, the sound

half missed cotton shot
using a Burberry knockoff
to tie off
not too rough in the hit
I must be echoing smith
I jus wanna be a cool kid
but old with no reason
its over- football season
so I pump myself with poison for relieving
drinking on benzo, no spring break
I want to grow up
so I limit my pill intake
tonight tho, it was time to drank
til I feel like Drake the Snake
singing with the body slam….
on that chlonzapam
listening to Fidlar
thinking hot damn
I got to proclaim
these Johnnys did their thang
I'm feeling like the right murder
so I keep drinking to go further
pills booze weed dope
Please hammered don't hurt em
have you seen her? In fact
one last time before the clack
It all went black
and I lost my place, lost my sack
it was so loud but
not going back
this is a scene
made by an arms race
some come and get your love,
others get shot up
and ascend above
the vein is the pain
and the only way to sustain
the rest is plain