khyle17

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Insomnia Addict

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life

World muted,Loud tunes.Smoke in the air, gas fumes....White clouds,black thoughts.Segrageted mind, Rasicts scenes playing in my head, they never stop...Room filled with the aroma, paranoia at it's finest slipping me in a coma...Pen in my hand recording fact from his owner...The Loner...The drug addicted, mind convicted, satisfied by the pack that keeps the elders itchin, Society lables as "Stoners",

My eyes are closed, but the pen is still drifiting...My head is lifted, they read but won't understand what I wrote, but still manage to tell me I'm gifted.

I speak through the pen, live life on this page...up for days, cause sleep is my worst nightmare. Insomnia at her first stage....

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		mrmelody7 says: Like the message your words are talkin to me in a musical way-am insomniac sound of rain my only cure poems by this commentor Happy Holidays Work For Peace Life-Moments In Time Changing Seasons And....
		2b2b2 says: Brilliant Work....Write On....ONE poems by this commentor The Mirror SIMPLY Killing Time

OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY khyle17

Insomnia Addict (Nightmare Tales)

Penitentiary chances, but I pass em' like victims of smoking pass giving up and suffer fro...

That Kidd.....Me

Growing up, in and out of jail, no father around, and his mother on the streets putting ...

Bad Habits

Sipping Lean...Smoking gas...Rolling blunts...3 hit pass...Eyes low...Bloodshot red.

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Insomnia Addict

World muted,Loud tunes.Smoke in the air, gas fumes....White clouds,black thoughts.Segrag...

Life Of A Black Man (Part 2)

They say if you want to hide anything from a black man, put it in between the pages of a...

Black Truth White Lies

DJJ labeled on my back, and now I'm thrown into the population of young African American...

Addiction Homicide

At the age of 15 I was in the 9th grade, thats when I tasted Mary and a bond was made.

Home Alone

It's quiet, but I hear voices in my head. They tell me things that I don't understand.

Where Are You

I feel like i'm in this alone, like you created this world just for me.

Everyone...

My Life

Look inside the eyes, see the last Mohican survive

You won't last a weekend inside

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