DRAMATIC MONOLOGUE Poem: Thirty Pieces of Silver, by Anthony Kruegar

(this poem is meant to be read aloud)

Addict in the attic
Prolly drinkin’ Kraken and Jack wit’
Daniel in the lions den in the back of my jacket catchin’ dust and heavy rust as I’m smacked wit’
Demons and dragons
You know I had to grab that dagger and stab it.
I let it have it, as it, spits fire and gases
My dark side to reek havoc
You know how them egos be havin’ people in tragic situations
Sittin’ and waitin’ for venom to leave they denim ‘cuz it entered wit’ hatred!

betta stop the thangs you do

Na I can’t stop.
Lights dim, door locked. Hopin’ I don’t hear no door knocks.
And it’s 2am in the bathroom, the mirror reflectin’ the image of a bad dude, tattooed, past 2
years been a battle.
Let’s get deeper reader.
It’s nice to meet you reader.
Nowadays people don’t be readin’ so it’s right for me to greet the ones with speakers.

*snorts line of oxy*

Yea yea yea…come on come on…
Feel the burn, feel the burn!
I cant help it I need it.
She intrigued wit’ the teasin’
She love me so deeply.
I led her to my letter and let her read it,
We’d get, so lost in the secret that the world didn’t mean shit.
Na it ain’t mean shit man.
Me and her.
The bees and birds.
I know its cold, but these the words.
Describin’ a guy wit’ a problem inside em’ he prolly could fight it but not when he’s high bruh.
I swear I’m invincible try me!
Muhammad Ali, wit a Shotty, and I don’t need no gloves trust I be in that dark corner in the
party.

Nigga.

Ay man how come everybody out here actin’ man? Like you perfect, like you ain’t got no
problems even though you hurtin’.
Deep inside like…beneath the pride right?
Man I aint even talked to my mama in a little minute man…damn near like a month man!

you really don’t care.

Yeah I don’t care. All my belongings is jammed in the trunk man. And ol’ girl left me!
Pastor talkin’ bout man that’s just God tryna’ test me.
Fuck! I need some more pills man.
Hol’ up…hol’ up, man hol’ up…here we go, here we go.

*snorts line of oxy*

oh yea, oh yea..I’m startin’ to float yeah!
White homie talkin’ bout man you ain’t felt nothing till you had that coke man!
But I hear a
Voice getting nearer

ay man what would your momma say man?

Don’t worry bout all that man, this me, I’m free! I don’t need you in my ear talkin’ bout all that man. Any ways man who you posed to be ?! Tryna get close to me, coachin’ me, tellin’ me who I’m posed to be?!

Man you whylin’, man you whylin’.

Fuck! I ain’t got no more pills man. *hits table*

Hol’ up…I think it’s some Oxys in the closet, pass the skeletons it should be a orange bottle wit a black marker on it.

Oh yeah…you know I gotta’ have it, I went to the doorknob and snatched it. Tripped over a
shawty I used to fuck wit’. I had to drop her ‘cuz I already had enough shit that I was stuck wit!
Down in the corner I found my damsel in distress.
I told that voice in my head that I can handle the rest.
I sat on the couch, used my UNCC id to turn it to chowder I’m yearnin’ for powder!
Oh yeah…oh yeah. I grabbed the Mcdonald’s straw, stabbed it
Man this don’t involve anybody but me and you.

*snorts line of oxy*

She don’t want you man, come on now.

You ain’t got to want me man, but I love you though.
That’s right.
I love you.
I said I love you.
You hear what Im talkin bout?
I said I love you girl!
How many times I gotta’ tell you not to leave me girl?!
Stop actin like you don’t need me girl!
I been callin’
I said I been callin’
You know what man? Fuck you man! And bruh!
Yall can have each other but don’t stand up and clap when you found out I done manned up!
I guess I ain’t good enough in your eyes huh?
I only lied once.
Its all good though. I got shawty right here and she treatin’ me real good yo.
Oh yeah, ay bruh…
You betta’ do ya thang man.
You betta’ go head and cop a ring man.
Don’t be like me.
A winter tree.
Thirsty and vacant of leaves.
But in the mean time…in these rhymes, you gon’ see why I need god!
They say the devil recognizes his own…
Find what you love and let it kill you right?
But should I?

*snorts line of oxy*

oh yeah…oh yeah. (laughs)
Attic in the attic…(laughs)…find me drinkin’Kraken