Hell When You're On Ecstacy

by Jack Nightengale   May 28, 2008


I overdosed on Ecstasy and went to Hell.

When I went down it was trippy,
I saw the Devil and he gave me a name,
I was soon known to him as Skippy,
I took it and it gave me fame.

The whole time in Hell i was still on Ecstasy,
Everything look like a jungle,
The whole time i never knew the devil was next to me,
Next thing i know i grass on my legs and grabbed a bungle.

While i was getting ready to light it up,
I struggle and strive,
The devil told me to drink some juice out of his cup,
And when i swallowed i opened my eyes i woke to find out that I am Alive!

My trip through hell was an experience to never be forgotten!

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  • 11 years ago

    by Burning Angel

    This is a really good poem, it is different then what I have read before. But, you wrote it and it all seemed to make since

  • 13 years ago

    by BlueJay

    Yes is deffinatly unique. Wow great job.

    Your word choice is amazing. There is some vivid imagery as well as some amazing use of emotion. It has a very great example of rhyme scheme, though that was not neccesary. last but not least this has a great flow which is thanks to your fabulous beginning and leads to the extremely strong, creative ending.

  • 13 years ago

    by Cinnamonspice

    Your dark side is magnificent, what an imagination. You write of things I can't really relate too and yet I find myself amazed.
    Connie

  • 13 years ago

    by Cinnamonspice

    Your dark side is magnificent, what an imagination. You write of things I can't really relate too and yet I find myself amazed.
    Connie

  • 13 years ago

    by Shellaine shelli

    I really could relate to youin this poem. drugs ae stereotyped to be the solvent to problems and are often seen as "glamarous' but its only when you become an addict (with out even realising) that you see the mundayne pain it offers.

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