Rolling Stoned

Rolling Stoned

A Poem by nickchidiac

With the color of caution, and the texture of a rotten banana,

You are the rodeo clown,

Which distracts me from the angry bull I’ve become.

Everyday you wake to an orgy of drugs and dirty hip hop music,

Paint your face,

And become the ‘where waldo?’ of society.

To see you is to accomplish a rarity

Only comparable to witnessing a mangled car wreck.

But as with all car wrecks there was a time of graceful elegance

In which smooth sailing was the objective.

A time when you and I had something I considered to be worth while.

But that was a mere allusion.

It took the end to make me realize

The intoxicating spell you had me so blindly under.

Just like the rest,

I would have taken a knife to the temple in your glow-in-the-dark honor.

The word “jump” spoken from your tasteless lips

Incepted in me the gratifying urge to ask “how high?”

And when it did turn sour,

I was left broken with a throbbing heart

Which I am still struggling to get off my sleeve,

While your heart is powdered to your face

And thus never skipped a single beat,

Making me the pining virgin who just couldn’t get over you.

Well I’m no longer that naïve little boy,

Infatuated with you mirage.

I’ve waded through your ever-thickening bullshit

To see you for the hoax you really are.

And look at you now,

Homeless and attached to you silly addictions of heroin and dick,

Everyone know every intimate detail of the pornography you call your sex life.

If only you could have seen in me

What you were so convinced I could never be.

But you had you shot babe,

And you blew it sky.

I long for the day you come across these fateful words

And realize what the real world thinks of you.

Congratulations on your ‘freedom’

The emptiness fits you well.

© 2010 nickchidiac


Author's Note

nickchidiac
Its basically a big fuck you to an ex. Every detail of this irony is true as well. Pissed off writing is always fun too.

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wow - that's a powerful punch..the acidity in the words, tripping off one another..really good

Posted 10 Years Ago


The title made me think it was going to be about another topic.
but it wasnt, it went way deeper than that.

booyah achieved

Posted 10 Years Ago


the anger and resentment is evident....writing is one of the best mediums in my opinion to release that pent up emotion and let it bleed out onto the paper. good job!

Posted 10 Years Ago


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What a great find...
Well expressed..written from the heart and heartfelt.
Keep writing, you are amazing to follow and have such skill in expression.

Posted 10 Years Ago


You paint this picture well and I'm sure your ex would not like to read this poem. Writing isn't it amazing you can dedicate something to someone as an honor or as to tell the world what kind of person they really are. Love this and kudos to you for speaking your mind.

Posted 10 Years Ago


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quite sad, as bad as you feel she treated you its always a bummer to see someones life lead to such ruin and misery.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Nice. You really let your mind run wild this time!

Posted 10 Years Ago


"Congratulations on your ‘freedom’

The emptiness fits you well."

Yeah, I like that! Too bad they never see that for themselves...


Posted 10 Years Ago


This is incredible. Great job. 100/100

Posted 10 Years Ago


"Everyday you wake to an orgy of drugs and dirty hip hop music,

Paint your face,

And become the ‘where waldo?’ of society."

nice f****n dig, bro, nothing like a verbal slap in the face for catharsis


Posted 10 Years Ago



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Walnutport, PA



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Hey my name is Nick. I'm 20 and I like to write. Music is a huge influence in my life and my ipod has 12,000 great songs and is pretty much my prized possession. I write what I feel and that is someti.. more..

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