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🌑 HighsThat Hollow You: The Surfs That Steals Our Streets

A reflection inspired by Corner Life

By Carlos Dávila Medina

In every corner of every city, there’s a hush.

A deal made in silence.

A young soul leaning over a flame, chasing something that won’t last.

And the world turns away—until it’s too late.

They call them surfs now.

Little baggies. Shiny capsules. Crushed dreams in powder form.

They’ve got names that sound like music—Perk, Molly, K2, Lean, Trank, Xanny.

But make no mistake—these aren’t highs.

These are hollows in disguise.

🧪 The Different Types of “Surfs” Today:

Fentanyl & Perks (Percocet) – Painkillers turned poison. One line too deep and the heart forgets how to beat.

K2/Spice – Synthetic weed laced with chemicals. You smoke a hit and sometimes never come back the same.

Xanax & Benzos – Anxiety killers turned dream killers. You float for a while—until your life drowns.

Lean (Codeine + Soda) – That purple drank? It numbs the mind. Slows the soul.

Meth & Crack – Still lurking. Still deadly. Turning brilliance into bones.

Tranq (Xylazine) – Flesh-eating, soul-stealing. You don’t get high. You get haunted.

And then there’s the hybrids.

Kids mixing uppers and downers, chasing a balance they’ll never find.

Not realizing these cocktails often come with a funeral.

🕯️ The Real Effect:

Drugs don’t just steal your body.

They rob your mother of her laughter.

They turn your sister into a stranger.

They put your name on a t-shirt and call it a memory.

They take the brightest minds,

the funniest dudes,

the warmest girls—

and leave behind shadows that smell like regret.

💔 The Street Don’t Love You

They’ll hype you up to try it.

Say you gotta stay numb to survive.

Say it’s just to “take the edge off.”

But what they won’t tell you is:

The edge you’re running from might be the only part of you still real.

You were born for more than this.

You are not meant to dissolve.

You are meant to rise.

🧿 A Poetic Truth from the Block

I’ve seen boys fly high,

only to fall with no wings,

chasing clouds that never rained

and waking up inside their own funeral.

But I’ve also seen healing—

the kind that breaks before it builds.

So if you’re reading this…

you’re still alive.

And that means you still get to choose.

📖 Corner Life

 was written for them.

For the boys who never had a father to tell them no.

For the girls who escaped through smoke.

For the ones who lost a friend to a bad bag and still carry their name in their heart.

This book isn’t fiction. It’s a mirror—

and sometimes, the truth in it hurts.

But sometimes, that pain is what saves you.

👉🏽 Read the story. Feel the weight. Find the hope.

Purchase Corner Life here

Source: 🌑 HighsThat Hollow You: The Surfs That Steals Our Streets