Abuse in Bubble Drugs

Noah

Trapped in a world where people think they see
What's really beneath the surface, boiling up to be
A cataclysmic catastrophe
Social anarchic blasphemy
What's really an explosive performance
Is a torturous devil's dance between the sheets

Stuck in a stop motion lifestyle where the movie seems to drag
Where the characters are drawn out only to laugh
A rhythmic stepping
Shrewd stairwells blending
What's really the summit of existence
Is a poor child's shredded soul melting

  • Author: Noah (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 3rd, 2019 12:04
  • Comment from author about the poem: Bubble drugs is like bubble gum. How repetitive chewing can be, how readily available they are, and the fine line where abuse is drawn
  • Category: Unclassified
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