Black Poetry : Intoxicated Thoughts of a Sober Man

[midnightsson]

apologies are no good if the offense is repeated
so I wont say sorry this time, I just won’t repeat it
it’s similar to standing you up and I feel kinda bad
it makes it worse when you don’t get mad
I feel like I’m floating right now, drunk as a wino
I almost smoked some weed, but I gave myself a mental time-out
I wanted to rush home to kick it with you more
but if I had left to soon, my friends would be sore
next time I have to leave, I’ll just tell you good night
and if I get home and happen to see you, everything will be alright
listening to hip hop, lost in a zone all my own
wondering why I feel so empty and alone
my life is not what I imagined it would be
bad choices and regret are the main things blocking me
at least I’m making progress by not buckling under pressure
my path is laid before me like it’s on a stretcher
I can take the right road or choose wrong yet again
I’m learning that life is worthless without a few good friends
I’ll try and stop being anti-social and mingle a bit
long as I can be around weed and not smoke it.
all my friends and people seem to smoke
I loved the smell when I was high, but sober it makes me choke
I feel so good when I’m clean, why is it so hard to stop?
Weed is like prison, no bars but you’re as good as locked
it’s a mental thing, no physical withdrawal or shakes
but the addiction is strong as an earthquake
I think I’ll be alright after a few times saying no
my willpower is building constantly, and all my friends know,
to not offer it to me when they are having sessions
having people lose faith in me has taught me a lesson.
If my word means nothing, what am I?
I’ll just have to find another way to get by
I try to not be selfish but I have so many issues
I’m mad I stayed out late, cuz now I miss you
I hope you’re not upset or disappointed in me
pretty soon I’ll prove everyone wrong by being all I can be
the army is not the answer to my problems I know
I will learn discipline, trust, and how to be responsible though
I can’t wait to go, so I’m done slowing myself down
if my pool of self disgust grows any larger I might drown
night holds so many questions and so few answers
nagging thoughts eat at me like a cancer
I know I can change my life without any hocus pocus
all I need to do is to keep my focus Derrick H.

 

[skrybe7]

This was good for those battling that beast.
I remember smokin' weed like a champ.
I just put it down when the opportunity to
do something better with my time came along
had a few friends/loveones who when I told
I quit smokin' couldn't bring me some weed fast
enough. I'm glad to be away from that too!
I wish it was as easy to have quite smokin'
ciggarettes as it was for weed.
I guess now is better than never.
was definately feelin' this, poet!
Peace to ya!

 

[sarcasm4eva]

that was tyte n heart felt.....im lovin the title. keep ya head up..........much love

 

[$$RICH$$]

indeed this was tyteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
warm felt of truth and new starts
love this flow
a show piece for all young one to see

 

[redlady]

hey, i related to this piece...i remember when i used to smoke weed...gosh, that was years and years ago...started smokin' it at 12 and smoked it every day until i was 19. then one day i was burnt out, paranoid and my short term memory was shot. i was a sophomore in college and had a 3.20 gpa. i ended up transferring out of that college and when i went to the next one, i never smoked weed again. to this day the smell of it makes me sick. you can stop it...just change your atmosphere baby boy. peace.