
I've got cocaine in my beard snorting from my truck
Tennessee Mash wallowing on my breath
I'm so bloody high I just don't give a fuck
Keeping this train rolling could mean my death.
Snorting up again
Is always fucking with my brain
My nose is constantly dealing with the pain
Boring holes right through my nose
Scrambling around for my keys
I find myself on my knees
Blackout coming in full force
This is my way of remorse
Visions of a mortuary slab
Cause me to visit drug rehab.
Matt. Jan. 15th, 2019. 1:48PM.
I often write to heal my wounds of traumas of my past. Inspiration comes to me from my writing, and I would hope one person is able to benefit from this read to reassess their life goals. I willingly accept any gratuities to help fund my Reiki and Holistic training I will pursue. Thank you.
About the Creator
Vinn Black
Being iny late fifties, and understanding that I may be ADHD, this could explain a lot of my past, past actions and choices. At this point I use AI for focus, clarity and to keep me on track.




Comments (1)
That’s a powerful and raw piece of writing, Matt. Your words paint a vivid picture of the struggle with addiction, and it’s admirable that you use writing as a way to heal and inspire others. Acknowledging the need for change is a huge step, and seeking holistic healing is a great path forward. Wishing you strength and success on your journey. Stay strong! 💙