#1
This is a poem I wrote while insanely high. I honestly just wrote down whatever I heard on the TV or what I thought of randomly, and then found something to rhyme with it. The last stanza was made while I was sobering up a bit, but the rest has no point. This is unedited, all I added was a title. I just want to know what people think of high-me.

Trace it back,
til it's black,
maybe make it blue,
like me and you.

I'm feeling dead,
so far in the red,
and a little green,
I'm falling apart at the seams.

With this modern guilt,
I feel like filth.
We're never learning,
in our pointless journeys.

The diamond guesses,
send the message,
just the KKK,
of yesterday.

So like the Nirvana,
of this genre;
we will make history...
...someone will miss me...
#2
Quote by herby190

So like the Nirvana,
of this genre;
we will make history...
...someone will miss me...


not gonna lie
i didnt really like the first few verses
but ****kk mannn
i absoultely love this oneee
good job bro
"You've got to dance like nobody else is watching.
Dream like you will live forever.
Live like you're going to die tomorrow,
and love like it is never gonna hurt."
-- James Dean (1931-1955)

Quote by JakeTheDuck
This man has the right idea.


^
oh yeahhh
#3
Quote by The-Trooper94
not gonna lie
i didnt really like the first few verses
but ****kk mannn
i absoultely love this oneee
good job bro

Oh my god, I actually accomplished something while high enough to not be able to keep a solid train of thought... YAY!.....(Actually, I wrote about 50 bass riffs during that time... sadly, I only wrote down about 5 of them, and only remember two others...)