High Poem by Carlos Cardona

High



The high was so high
Above the sky
No one could bring me down
I never looked sad I was glade as you say
To let that sap in my vain
Straight to the heart the brain
Insane while I scribble on the wall
Carving out my name as
Fall to temptations again
Never stop get a another hit I will never quit is what I would say
Standing on a tower that just grow and grow
And when it tipped over I fell to the street were I lay
Never quit till I go down the ground hits in the face
Sitting in a room with two friends body #1 and body #2
Just passing the time killing our selves snorting injecting smocking dissecting infecting our reality
What did I do what with the knife in my hand?
There lays body#2 bleeding and decaying on the ground screaming at me to stop
For the corner of my eye I see body#1 in the corner of the room screaming and crying her lungs out
Felt some thing in my vain so I decided to rip my wrist open with the knives on the floor
Woke up the next day to see all of my friends laying next to me
I will suck the sap out of my vain like a snack bit
Spit the venom out to say never again

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