2 bad poems in an hour... yeah, class was that boring...

Withdrawal

Nicotine heroine withdrawals

with caffeine headaches 

and grass induced

paranoia

while on an LSD flashback

from peaking on shrooms.

Empty, cracks of desire 

racing in canyons of fire and ice

and sparks, across dehydrated skin.

Eye twitching finger

spasms head shakes shakes

shake angry electric ants 

dancing with daggers down 

every nerve.

Sweat and urine sick

soaked sheets in locked

boxed beaten broken bound

burning burning, oh

the burning pain

of minutes and

hours and

days and

nights and miles

and miles and miles

unchanging, an eternal

suffering

easier

     than being

without you.

Help

( I need a little)

I feel the distance

building between us

a change,

in the wind and the clouds,

Unseen but felt,

we don't know, 

when or how,

till its strikes 

out and flashes,

a bolt.

Igniting, it sizzles,

exploding, my world fills

with an arch of brilliant light

hide from the pressure

it builds

hide from the friction

and yield

as the sky tears us apart 

each nigh.

Took me for a ride, lied,

wounded all my pride,

without knowing or having a clue.

Now bleeding and broken

my heart is spoken for

by someone, I can't hold onto.

the pain and the distance,

love flows with resistance

now tell me what am I

to do?