It cuts deep I wish I could release.
Cut myself skin deep, I wish I could OD
drink the position intoxicated by a potent potion. Surrounded by venomous snakes. The vipers sink in there fangs like vicious vampires. Who drink my blood I bleed; I'm not okay can't you see? Hurt by all the pain it won't go away without a treatment. There's no cure to this disease. You can try to find the antibiotics for the right antidote...as I get high on my dope. It's more than a dose... the pain never goes away. As it's fule my fire filled with rage. Flames turn to smoke as ashes scatter... a burning desire a sensation to imply that I need an outlet, because I'm an outcast...60 seconds to my minutes the clock. Time is ticking so the time is running out. I'm loosing sight of me of who I am and who I'm meant to be...I'm blind I can't see. I don't know who I am or what I'm made to be... broken image in the mirror. The reflection of my image in my mold is disappearing. My body decays as I can't detox. I haven't had enough...I get higher and higher than I've ever been as my eyes roll back to my personal hell. I just can't believe don't help me please. I need to feel the drugs as they make me forget...about all the bad memories. That I really don't want to remember. So I can forget about the fact that I screwed up; and I can't fix what can't be undone...for the devil has won. The battle is over I let the demons take over as demonic evil ways lerk like the lich leashions of ticks. As the leaches drain me away and I go into the lake...the swamp colder than ice freeze my helpless body away. As my heart stops beating for I am lost in the world. it's beyond...