Poem -

Zoned Out

High on life

I've never needed drugs
 
for my eyes to glaze over
 
and my mind to wander
 
I've never needed trips
 
to get into a trance
 
nor a glass of red
 
to hit the disco floor
 
and dance
 
I've never needed a beer
 
to start up conversation
 
I cannot understand
 
why the frustration
 
No need for me to pop a pill
 
to just kick back and chill
 
If this isn't trendy
 
that doesn't phase me
 
If it isn't cool
 
then I'll stay hot
 
If I'm not normal
 
that be fine

Y'all can keep your meth and pot
 
I refuse to inject or snort a hit
 
when I honestly truly
 
don't need it
 
to have a good time
 

Like 1 Pin it 0
Support CosmoFunnel.com

Support CosmoFunnel.com

You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal.

Log in to leave a comment.

Comments

author
Marion

If only everybody were so well balanced but unfortunately life events such as child abuse, domestic abuse, homelessness and untreated mental health play a big part in addiction...nice write ?

Reply
author
al Bikaadi

I know. It was more an attack on peer pressure contexts. As for your list, I have experienced abuse as a child, DV, hunger, homelessness, depression the works... still didn't turn to addictions (although I tried stuff). I value freedom more than anything and people trying to force me into their own captivity after I've already suffered enough are the last kind of "friends" I need in my life. (which was more to the point)

Reply
Poem -

Farewell 17 Collins St

Farewell 17 Collins St

behind the neon kryptonite
of the minarets on little gilbert
flashes the thin glow of...

Poem -

No means no

A spell against Rome's Sorcerers

4444

YaHovah Sharanam
Sadasiva
Shaddai Hu

The Lord is my hymn
He...

Poem -

Henny Penny and a Bottle of...

The patron saint of England lines it up for Victorian cameras

Experts with hubris craft their great...

Latest poems in Parody

Poem -

Semi Automatic

Semi Automatic

Are you semi automatic nation
Present upon a static stage
Filled with my hopeless era...

Poem -

Diagnosed with NON...

Diagnosed with NON contagious, yet incurable case of logorrhea...,

yielded following resultant fiction,
which arbitrarily selected thread
first popped into my...

Poem -

How It Feels

How It Feels

I know how it feels to give love and receive lust
that is the type of shit that leaves you crushed...

Advertise on CosmoFunnel.com