JG (5th July 1988 / Manchester, England)

Cocaine On The Brain

As it rush's through the note
And up into my nose,
Theres no better feeling
Every coke head knows.

But as quick as I got it
I've sniffed all my coke.
One twenty on the 8-ball,
Im definatley broke

'No worries mate,
I'll do it on tick.'
Free for tonight and
This stuffs sick.

Guts turn cos
Im in debt,
Yet again
Im full of
Regret.

Every
Week

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Comments (1)

Painful to read My friend but apparently you have decided to do something about it Poetry is my drug of choice I can get high on words I use it as an antidote to depression etc