[THE] new wave epidemic
yes i wrote this myself =]
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The 5 senses are never used so much.
the hair is never at peace, always groped by active hands.
eyes never look so dark & cold.yet alert & wide awake at the same time.
body.s never look so gaunt, so haggard.
Everything from the look in eyes to the dirt underneath fingernails, is evident yet disguised as something supposable.
the sunken in stomachs are conceived as eating disorders, depression, unhealthy diet.
the hollow eyes are unveiled as a sign of tiredness, insomnia, assiduous in school, or summer.
whatever white lie is thought of at the time.
the uneasiness is told to be caused from happiness, excitement over something, anticipation.
Sounds of running buses at 5:00 in the morning, become a permanent alarm clock, reminding once again the sun chased the stars away.
never once is the clock looked at to check the time.
never once is the window looked out of, to be certain what time of the day it is.
there is no bedtime & there is no time to wake up by.
so there is no sleeping, nor getting tired.
It is a festival all day, everyday, nonstop.
EVERYTHING is nonstop.
the heartbeats
the rush of blood
the adrenaline
the speaking
the pondering & thinking
There is no game plan for the following day.
it.s the same agenda in everyones same agenda book.
same routine
same method
same strategy
same people
same goal
really, there is no strategy. just a way of thought:
drugs=life
no drugs=no reason to live life
& when the goal is reached, the happiness & bouyant liveliness shared between everyone, is well worth the physical, emotional, & even the concealed anguish.
The gullible parents, mentors, & friends are manipulated & lied to everyday of every hour.
how could they be so blind to the physical attributes?
observant eyes
nonstop conversating
active hyperness
sudden change of diet
endless wakefulness, restlesness, insomnulence
altered personalities
Noone.s the same anymore
i can see it, they can see it, he can, & so can she.
nothing lasts forever, not the high, not the discreetness, not the privacy, nor the relationships.
No home is an asylum.
there is no escaping the rule of confronting the parentals when walking through the front door.
noone has anyone, but eachother & every other person is just as fucked up as you.
whether it.s your boyfriend, best friend, or enemy.
Looking around in the circle of intoxicated zombies, trying to find out who they really are.
but it.s impossible.
The once ambitious one, is now overpowered & defeated by this lethal chemical.
& the truth is never grasped, while looking around at the lifeless, numbed teenagers, that you are really looking in a mirror.
they are your gentle critic.
your example.
your only way to accepting the facts,
accepting reality,
actuality.
The worst can go low as the worst can possibly go, & you still wouldn.t be alarmed.
The 'it.s ok.s' or the 'we made a mistake.s' or even the 'it won.t happen again.s', start to take over the dumbfounded minds.
& noone infers that the body builds up a tolerance & the possiblity of the next time,can be the last fucking time.
no more chances
no more hope
no more endless possiblities.
& many have come so close to it, that the fear can be tasted, that is hidden & replaced with assurance or pride, & makes anyone tremble at the knees just reminiscing on it.
The day you get caught is the day EVERYTHING unravels.
& the day the secrets you have been conjuring up, that have been publicized, is the day you.ll look yourself up & down in the mirror & see a walking drug, marred by a simple convinced naive mind.
you sit down & look at the beautiful markings you made in drawings, poems, letters & you think to yourself, those were made by an artificial induced intuition.
The feelings & emotions were always real NEVER false.
but the state of thinking & the conteplation was all crippled & defected.
Your mind, your heart, your senses, your faith, & your private figure, emotionally, was & is inescapably influenced &, physically, damaged.
So you move on with what you still have left in the end.
Positive & negative memories will always sail through your minds. but it.s the adverse affairs that you take with certainty & live each new day,attaining new ideas, thoughts, & reasons.
It.s something you can do in life & something you cannot master when you.re just not yourself.
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[[
The 5 senses are never used so much.
the hair is never at peace, always groped by active hands.
eyes never look so dark & cold.yet alert & wide awake at the same time.
body.s never look so gaunt, so haggard.
Everything from the look in eyes to the dirt underneath fingernails, is evident yet disguised as something supposable.
the sunken in stomachs are conceived as eating disorders, depression, unhealthy diet.
the hollow eyes are unveiled as a sign of tiredness, insomnia, assiduous in school, or summer.
whatever white lie is thought of at the time.
the uneasiness is told to be caused from happiness, excitement over something, anticipation.
Sounds of running buses at 5:00 in the morning, become a permanent alarm clock, reminding once again the sun chased the stars away.
never once is the clock looked at to check the time.
never once is the window looked out of, to be certain what time of the day it is.
there is no bedtime & there is no time to wake up by.
so there is no sleeping, nor getting tired.
It is a festival all day, everyday, nonstop.
EVERYTHING is nonstop.
the heartbeats
the rush of blood
the adrenaline
the speaking
the pondering & thinking
There is no game plan for the following day.
it.s the same agenda in everyones same agenda book.
same routine
same method
same strategy
same people
same goal
really, there is no strategy. just a way of thought:
drugs=life
no drugs=no reason to live life
& when the goal is reached, the happiness & bouyant liveliness shared between everyone, is well worth the physical, emotional, & even the concealed anguish.
The gullible parents, mentors, & friends are manipulated & lied to everyday of every hour.
how could they be so blind to the physical attributes?
observant eyes
nonstop conversating
active hyperness
sudden change of diet
endless wakefulness, restlesness, insomnulence
altered personalities
Noone.s the same anymore
i can see it, they can see it, he can, & so can she.
nothing lasts forever, not the high, not the discreetness, not the privacy, nor the relationships.
No home is an asylum.
there is no escaping the rule of confronting the parentals when walking through the front door.
noone has anyone, but eachother & every other person is just as fucked up as you.
whether it.s your boyfriend, best friend, or enemy.
Looking around in the circle of intoxicated zombies, trying to find out who they really are.
but it.s impossible.
The once ambitious one, is now overpowered & defeated by this lethal chemical.
& the truth is never grasped, while looking around at the lifeless, numbed teenagers, that you are really looking in a mirror.
they are your gentle critic.
your example.
your only way to accepting the facts,
accepting reality,
actuality.
The worst can go low as the worst can possibly go, & you still wouldn.t be alarmed.
The 'it.s ok.s' or the 'we made a mistake.s' or even the 'it won.t happen again.s', start to take over the dumbfounded minds.
& noone infers that the body builds up a tolerance & the possiblity of the next time,can be the last fucking time.
no more chances
no more hope
no more endless possiblities.
& many have come so close to it, that the fear can be tasted, that is hidden & replaced with assurance or pride, & makes anyone tremble at the knees just reminiscing on it.
The day you get caught is the day EVERYTHING unravels.
& the day the secrets you have been conjuring up, that have been publicized, is the day you.ll look yourself up & down in the mirror & see a walking drug, marred by a simple convinced naive mind.
you sit down & look at the beautiful markings you made in drawings, poems, letters & you think to yourself, those were made by an artificial induced intuition.
The feelings & emotions were always real NEVER false.
but the state of thinking & the conteplation was all crippled & defected.
Your mind, your heart, your senses, your faith, & your private figure, emotionally, was & is inescapably influenced &, physically, damaged.
So you move on with what you still have left in the end.
Positive & negative memories will always sail through your minds. but it.s the adverse affairs that you take with certainty & live each new day,attaining new ideas, thoughts, & reasons.
It.s something you can do in life & something you cannot master when you.re just not yourself.
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