Mind got fucked dry, no contraceptive
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•19 Mar 2022
I’m going to share a poem I wrote during active addiction. It’s crazy reading the things I wrote when my disease had a noose around my neck. Like I posted in my group those who deal with depression and addiction will always have a spot in my heart. I never want to be in this state of mind again because it’s a dangerous place to be. I have so much love for all of you. I know it’s long and you don’t have to read it I’m posting this so I never forget who I used to be and how I never want to be that person again… #fuckdrugs #youarenotalone Anyways I wrote this a few years ago and I don’t usually share this shit outside of my group. Welcome back to reality. Im sorry that you're here. This void consumes everything that dares come near. Coming to…staring at myself in the mirror. Facing that I look like hell and its clear. How can I face them if I cant even look at my face? My morals? I’ve misplaced them, first place in the race to disgrace Reality has a nasty taste. Cant mange to waste all my days in any other way. I am fading I am dissipating All that saving but it seems like I am just wasting. Just leave me on the island With no traces If they ask i gave you consent so just copy paste this… Hi this is me writing this letter to let you know its ok to forget her Be lucky if you never met her. I came to the conclusion that me getting better was a delusion. Sorry for the confusion. I finally see that my energy was just a pollution so simple solution would be seclusion Cause im a time bomb and thats my only diffusion to stop my abusing And every aspect of my using. In the end its me thats losing I was reckless dont think there was any other outcome except this I must accept this and practice acceptance Cause i thought i could get away then karma intercepted I tried to in my mind to be mindful and perceptive So my bad intentions were never mentioned to those who werent receptive It gets hectic. Mind got fucked dry. My conscious intervined and i let it get inside. no contraceptive. It wouldnt pull out What a hell of a ride It implanted this seed inside my head To weed out lies And I feel rejected When i try to fight the truth, the fight within me dies. Its not an excuse to go and get high I dont need excuses Theyre useless I just need every one to loosen up or start tying nooses either way we will get through this I might just volunteer to test out the rope and see if i can do this If i had other ways to cope, you woulda already knew this. I always went to great lengths to not detach my self from reality. But i dont have the energy to keep up so i let my mind run away from me. This is deep stuff Im a mess that you dont have to sweep up. My past likes to haunt me Never know when it'll creep up. And posses me. Make me sell all of my possessions its possesive its ok I let it. Ill never learn my lesson cause when the cuts heal and the pain subsides im like shit forget it Ill forgive it This is my confession I act like ill outlive it cause i dont see the progression. This feeling is intermittent but eventually It turns into obsession. Choose your weapons. We're all fighting for our lives You better step in. Get a fucking grip before you slip into satans arms. Have you ever met him?
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Hey @soberaddict, We're gonna review your track 'Mind got fucked dry, no contraceptive'. Let's get it! Your delivery is smooth, great flows here! 🎶 You defo have the ability to hit this beat hard, just try and maintain this throughout the whole track! 🙏 Good choice of beat! 🎼 The recording quality ain't great on this one, can you try find a way to improve it? The best rappers practice more than everyone else! Keep going and there's no limit! We can't wait to hear what else you got in store! All the best, The Rap Fame Team 😎
I’m going to share a poem I wrote during active addiction. It’s crazy reading the things I wrote when my disease had a noose around my neck. Like I posted in my group those who deal with depression and addiction will always have a spot in my heart. I never want to be in this state of mind again because it’s a dangerous place to be. I have so much love for all of you. I know it’s long and you don’t have to read it I’m posting this so I never forget who I used to be and how I never want to be that person again… #fuckdrugs #youarenotalone Anyways I wrote this a few years ago and I don’t usually share this shit outside of my group. Welcome back to reality. Im sorry that you're here. This void consumes everything that dares come near. Coming to…staring at myself in the mirror. Facing that I look like hell and its clear. How can I face them if I cant even look at my face? My morals? I’ve misplaced them, first place in the race to disgrace Reality has a nasty taste. Cant mange to waste all my days in any other way. I am fading I am dissipating All that saving but it seems like I am just wasting. Just leave me on the island With no traces If they ask i gave you consent so just copy paste this… Hi this is me writing this letter to let you know its ok to forget her Be lucky if you never met her. I came to the conclusion that me getting better was a delusion. Sorry for the confusion. I finally see that my energy was just a pollution so simple solution would be seclusion Cause im a time bomb and thats my only diffusion to stop my abusing And every aspect of my using. In the end its me thats losing I was reckless dont think there was any other outcome except this I must accept this and practice acceptance Cause i thought i could get away then karma intercepted I tried to in my mind to be mindful and perceptive So my bad intentions were never mentioned to those who werent receptive It gets hectic. Mind got fucked dry. My conscious intervined and i let it get inside. no contraceptive. It wouldnt pull out What a hell of a ride It implanted this seed inside my head To weed out lies And I feel rejected When i try to fight the truth, the fight within me dies. Its not an excuse to go and get high I dont need excuses Theyre useless I just need every one to loosen up or start tying nooses either way we will get through this I might just volunteer to test out the rope and see if i can do this If i had other ways to cope, you woulda already knew this. I always went to great lengths to not detach my self from reality. But i dont have the energy to keep up so i let my mind run away from me. This is deep stuff Im a mess that you dont have to sweep up. My past likes to haunt me Never know when it'll creep up. And posses me. Make me sell all of my possessions its possesive its ok I let it. Ill never learn my lesson cause when the cuts heal and the pain subsides im like shit forget it Ill forgive it This is my confession I act like ill outlive it cause i dont see the progression. This feeling is intermittent but eventually It turns into obsession. Choose your weapons. We're all fighting for our lives You better step in. Get a fucking grip before you slip into satans arms. Have you ever met him?
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