Darker Side of Town

depopulationINC

Well I’m hanging around
The darker side of town
And every time I’m up
I’m out and down
Cause I feel my plum disease
And I’ve got just one release
But every time I do
It brings me right back down
Around that lonely bend
There darkness at the end
And if I look to close
I fear I wont cry
It is my enemy
Always conquers me
But pick me back up
As my only friend

And if I stay this course
Will it still show me some remorse
Will I beg and plead
Get down on my knees
And will I pray for more
Even though it makes it worse
Oh can I defeat whats right in front of me

Aunt Hazel rescue me
For the rig that I see
Is wiped clean of dust
Or antifreeze
Aunt Hazel rescue me
I have no bad seed
One ballot that I cast
Will set me free

Well I’m hanging around
The darker side of town
And every time I’m up
I’m out and down
Cause I feel my plum disease
And I’ve got just one release
But every time I do
It brings me right back down

And everything I know
Lost in the bad seed I sow
I have to feel numb
From my pulse
To my lung
I pace my every breath
Blind to my world
Open to the rest
I saddle up the horse
To take me home

Well I’m hanging around
The darker side of town
And every time I’m up
I’m out and down

pacifier

I like this. The words move well in my head, if that makes any sense. makes ya wanna sing it. Who is aunt hazel?

twin2

I like this one and agree that it reads well too.

depopulationINC

pacifier wrote:

I like this. The words move well in my head, if that makes any sense. makes ya wanna sing it. Who is aunt hazel?

Its a drug rference. The whole song is about heroin.

twin2

depopulationINC wrote:

Its a drug rference. The whole song is about heroine.

"But pick me back up
As my only friend"

If you are referring to heroine with this, that's not true.

I have a poem about drug use that I was going to post but I was afraid I would offend people with it. I've never tried any drug in my life and I was trying to understand what people go through. This poem you just wrote explained it to me.

pacifier

depopulationINC wrote:

Its a drug rference. The whole song is about heroine.

what's the reference, where does it come from? I've never heard it before.

Really good poem by the way. Sounded good the first time before I knew what it was about, but now I think it's excellent.

depopulationINC

twin2 wrote:

"But pick me back up
As my only friend"

If you are referring to heroine with this, that's not true.

I have a poem about drug use that I was going to post but I was afraid I would offend people with it. I've never tried any drug in my life and I was trying to understand what people go through. This poem you just wrote explained it to me.

As one whom has never used drugs, let alone been addicted, you do not realise houw true that statement is. You may at first have many great friends, they are there fore you, but the drug is all that can help (in your mind...thats what this song is about)

pacifier

depopulationINC wrote:

As one whom has never used drugs, let alone been addicted, you do not realise houw true that statement is. You may at first have many great friends, they are there fore you, but the drug is all that can help (in your mind...thats what this song is about)

I've never used drugs, but I've seen friends and family go through it. I would hope that you never found yourself in this situation, but by the sounds of it you have. Hope your days are brighter now.

depopulationINC

pacifier wrote:

what's the reference, where does it come from? I've never heard it before.

Really good poem by the way. Sounded good the first time before I knew what it was about, but now I think it's excellent.

There are several references to it. Aunt Hazel is just another, of many, slang terms in this. Its like Aunt Mary...marijuana, Aunt Nora...cocaine, Aunti Emma...opium

Just terms used for drugs, well in my experience anyways. There are many refrences in this, I guess you would not spot them if you are not used to the terms though.

depopulationINC

pacifier wrote:

I've never used drugs, but I've seen friends and family go through it. I would hope that you never found yourself in this situation, but by the sounds of it you have. Hope your days are brighter now.

appreciate the concern.

pacifier

depopulationINC wrote:

appreciate the concern.

it's real you know (my concern, that is). there are a few people I really enjoy on here and you are one of them. keep yourself safe and well.

depopulationINC

I appreciate that. would you like to see my breakdown of the poem?

pacifier

depopulationINC wrote:

I appreciate that. would you like to see my breakdown of the poem?

sure that would be great.

depopulationINC

Well I’m hanging around
The darker side of town -pretty obvious I think

And every time I’m up
I’m out and down -every time you use it levels you

Cause I feel my plum disease
And I’ve got just one release -slang we used all the time “plum” and it always seemed to remedy all problems, the one thing that surely would, at least temporarily

But every time I do
It brings me right back down -its great while it lasts, but every thing is 1000x worse when coming down. Problems before hand are only magnified

Around that lonely bend
There darkness at the end -this means 2 things. 1, when you know you are about to use you know what you are about to do, but still use, because while it wont last, everything is great for a little while. 2, When you are coming to after, everything is cloudy, and you get very depress (withdraw)

And if I look to close
I fear I wont cry
It is my enemy -you look and realize that in the long run this is not a solution. You hate the drug, but you fear you cant leave it behind…I fear I wont cry….even though you hate it, you love it

Always conquers me
But pick me back up
As my only friend -Kind of explained already, but, basically you cave and use, it makes you feel good, its always there (a friend….so you think) you want it (mentally and physically and emotionally***) but you know you shouldn’t…guess that’s the conquering part

And if I stay this course
Will it still show me some remorse -If you keep using, what will happen, what will the drug do to you, will you survive the drug

Will I beg and plead
Get down on my knees
And will I pray for more -you know you want to kick it. You would do anything, but will you turn to it again for release

Even though it makes it worse
Oh can I defeat whats right in front of me -you know what it does, you see it, can you kick it

Aunt Hazel rescue me - (heroin ref.)
For the rig that I see - (needle ref.)
Is wiped clean of dust - (heroin ref.)
Or antifreeze - (heroin ref.)
Aunt Hazel rescue me - (heroin ref.)
I have no bad seed - (heroin ref.)
One ballot that I cast - (heroin ref.)
Will set me free
- this whole verse essentially praises the drug, and the fact that it will cause release/’fix things’/relax

Well I’m hanging around
The darker side of town
And every time I’m up
I’m out and down
Cause I feel my plum disease
And I’ve got just one release
But every time I do
It brings me right back down

And everything I know
Lost in the bad seed I sow -(heroin ref.)
-it is corrupting you, changing you

I have to feel numb - heroin ‘numbs you
From my pulse - relaxes you
To my lung - calms you
I pace my every breath - eases you
Blind to my world - one of the first things it does is send toxins to your brain that effect vision, eventually a hallucination (of sorts). Also, “blind to my world” refers to the fact that it takes you away from your problems (temporarily)

Open to the rest - just kinda mixed in
I saddle up the horse - (heroin ref.)
To take me home - once you use (horse ref.) you go ‘home’… to you comfort zone

Well I’m hanging around
The darker side of town
And every time I’m up
I’m out and down

pacifier

yes, although I didn't know the referneces to heroin I could kind of pick them up once you said what it's about. I think you've expressed your thoughts really well. It really is an excellent poem in my opinion. one of the best I've read on here. But I hope it no longer applies to you.

depopulationINC

What’s there may cause love, even through hate, though it may not be now, it shall forever appeal

twin2

pacifier wrote:

it's real you know (my concern, that is). there are a few people I really enjoy on here and you are one of them. keep yourself safe and well.

I agree with pacifier. We just don't want to see anything happen to you. You are a nice guy and deserve better.

twin2

depopulationINC wrote:

What’s there may cause love, even through hate, though it may not be now, it shall forever appeal

By the way, that's very poetic sounding.

depopulationINC

Thanks Twin. Do not fret. I have found many other dark places to hide.

Being Enlightened

Excellent song/poem about addiction! It was nice of you to break it down too--that was cool. Now, on to the brighter side of town for you!!!!!!!!

depopulationINC

Being Enlightened wrote:

Excellent song/poem about addiction! It was nice of you to break it down too--that was cool. Now, on to the brighter side of town for you!!!!!!!!

yes, just call me Mr. Brightside....DAMN...I will have to think of another name, I hear that is used.

My pleasure breking it down. Sometimes I like to leave people wondering about a poem, I guess thats part of the intrigue of poetry...keep it open to interpretation (like the "Little Friend" poem). But, for some reason I felt I should break this one down.

Being Enlightened

words and music by Eric Idle

Some things in life are bad
They can really make you mad
Other things just make you swear and curse.
When you're chewing on life's gristle
Don't grumble, give a whistle
And this'll help things turn out for the best...

And...always look on the bright side of life...
Always look on the light side of life...

If life seems jolly rotten
There's something you've forgotten
And that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing.
When you're feeling in the dumps
Don't be silly chumps
Just purse your lips and whistle - that's the thing.

And...always look on the bright side of life...
Always look on the light side of life...

For life is quite absurd
And death's the final word
You must always face the curtain with a bow.
Forget about your sin - give the audience a grin
Enjoy it - it's your last chance anyhow.

So always look on the bright side of death
Just before you draw your terminal breath

Life's a piece of shit
When you look at it
Life's a laugh and death's a joke, it's true.
You'll see it's all a show
Keep 'em laughing as you go
Just remember that the last laugh is on you.

And always look on the bright side of life...
Always look on the right side of life...
(Come on guys, cheer up!)
Always look on the bright side of life...
Always look on the bright side of life...
(Worse things happen at sea, you know.)
Always look on the bright side of life...
(I mean - what have you got to lose?)
(You know, you come from nothing - you're going back to nothing.
What have you lost? Nothing!)
Always look on the right side of life...




Sorry, I just couldn't resist a Monty Python reference, Mr. Brightside.

depopulationINC

I love monty.. DAMN YOU. Now I must choose what to watch. I am thinking Holy Grail....I need to be fairly messed up to truly appreciate the meaning of life.

Cree Nations

great poem

Being Enlightened

depopulationINC wrote:

I love monty.. DAMN YOU. Now I must choose what to watch. I am thinking Holy Grail....I need to be fairly messed up to truly appreciate the meaning of life.

I like "And Now For Something Completely Different...". Yes, DAMN ME!!!

depopulationINC

thanks cree



Monty is oddly funny, but not as much so when Im in a normal state of reality.

depopulationINC

For six years
It did not subside
Those years
I tried to hide
Forgotten days
That did not come
Past ways
I could not hide from

I may not like just where I roam
Hate this place that my mind calls home
Lived without passion
Seemed so drawn to pain
Why do I bring those days back again

Forgotten ways
That never came
Forgotten days
They’re now the same
Better times
All for the worst
Now adds on rather shame
I saw my deeds
I know remorse

Give into blur
Give into that world
It might not mean much
But it is for sure

All these things that come to me
They crash in waves
Here comes the sea
All these things that come to me
They are the cost
Of living free

For six long years
Tossed away the pain
And all those years
Knowing it would be back again
Forgotten days
The did not leave
Oh past ways
Won’t set me free

All my life
Well I’ve been told
Mend your ways
Grow wise
Grow old

All my life
Well I’ve been shown
The seeds you cast
You must come to own

But six long years
Consumes me still
Ten years from the day
That I lost all will
And six long years
I ran to hide
Can’t confront that day
It’s still by my side

And when I run
I know where I return to
That plum princess
To overshadow me
To ease my mind
But bring an old disease
For when darkness comes
It blinds my eyes
Only cloaking the truth
But I’ll take disguise

Saddle up my horse
Poncho filled with antifreeze
It’s been six long years
Since I’ve been free

All my life
Will it consume
I don’t know now
I’ll find out soon

sistanumsy

How, truly simplisticly put. A wave kinda hit me but I see it as that.

coachchris

Well done...another great read

twin1

This is a really good read depop...is it about an addict going back to his drug?

depopulationINC

thanks all.

Sometimes you walk in the shiny places. Sometimes that feels good. Sometimes you feel it might last. Nothing ever does. You con not hide from the past, you have to conquer it. If you can't bare to fight it, it will over power you down the road.