Thursday, June 28, 2012

Poison



Shooting up
Sweet nectar in your veins
Sweet pleasure
Sweet pain
For a moment
Going numb
Novacane
Indulging
Drugs taking you higher
It’s a pity
Can’t function without this rush
Spirit is crying
Poison feels good for only so long before you realize youre dying
Longing for the next fix
Searching for someone to scratch your itch
So naive
Settling for whatever you can get
Selling yourself short
Taking whoever wants to please If they can take you there
Youre with it
Addicted
Admit it
Pipe is looking empty
Tried 12 steps
Feet carry you back to the one who gets it wet
The one who never rejects
Knows what you want and never objects
A dealer
Drugs are the best
Accepting neglect disrespect
Just for a fix
Poison
Sex
Killing softly
Sexual OD
The sweetest most pleasurable death

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