Highest Achievement - #7 in poetry [Oct 3, 2016]
~Nostalgia~
It's delicate, but potent.
The pain from an old wound.
A twinge in your heart..
Far more powerful than memory alone
A feeling of a place
Where we...
Ache
To
Go
Again.
-My thoughts. My word...
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pour me a galaxy of cocaine i ain't going home tonight kiss it away, my burnin' pain but no need to put it right
help me drain the glass now and smoke a hundred blunts the cannabis tastes just wow let's live on the edge of stunts
i see stars amidst this cloud a fog of smoke from 'em fags meltin' in this music so loud enveloped in tatters 'n' rags
mama waits for me at home but i ain't got a single worry so drive by the city, just roam carouse all night, don't hurry
highly unlikely, what a sight! it's all a daze, a blurred mind my throat's turning all tight i'm livin' in a dream, rewind!
collide into those city lights burst our funky party pooper dive down the neon heights let us die in a drunken stupor
Author's Note
Listening to 'Drive' by Lil Peep. I just love his songs and it's such a melancholy that he died so young.
Night life has always inspired me. If you've been with me since the beginning, you would have noticed poems like 'Neon Streets', 'Neon', 'Madness', 'Drugs', 'Lair', 'Happy Little Pill', etc hold images of night life and this addiction resides in my subconscious. This urge to submerge in such an obscure and highly concealed life for once to know how it feels knocks at the back of my mind often. I'm usually a very happy person who loves to help everyone but I've got demons of my own and I just wish to escape them for once. Writing poems about it all is my only solace, my catharsis. It's my nostalgia for a life I've never spent, for an experience I've never had. Please bear with my darkness. I'll be really thankful. ❤
