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Ok, new story (sorry that was more like a vignette.)
The morality of an overdose
As I fall into a drug induced state,
My head grates across the floor,
Smash across the concrete slate,
Calling out for more.
Crowd around my head,
I grab at their legs,
Someone filming, they're all dead,
Scared shitless, spent too long at the kegs.
I started with beer,
Taking that shit didn't get me high,
The mere up turned to down,
An ambience led me on to try...
Harder drugs.
Next I'm no to valium,
Then I graduate,
I should really take one,
for my sickly headache.
But before I know it I end up taking another fucking eight,
And I feel like I fallen off my every face,
Now I'm retching and I'm really quite sick,
I think I need to grab a plate or something warm, something that gives me the shakes.
I can't look my baby in the eye,
Coz every time I cry,
She cries,
The whole mother fucking family cries.
You know there ain't much soul inside me,
So she cries out, I think that daddy's got another problem with me,
He ignores me, won't wash, has the tendency to take a few (verbal) stabs at me!
I think he's got another dark heart attack from the pills and gilly.
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for some reason it makes me laugh when i read:
I can't look my baby in the eye,
Coz every time I cry,
She cries,
The whole mother fucking family cries.
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I started with beer,
Taking that shit didn't get me high,
The mere up turned to down,
An ambience led me on to try...
Harder drugs.