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excruciatingmadness
You asked me once if
I wanted to go to San Francisco,
my eyes beamed at you
like I was seeing the moon for the first time.
All I remember is saying yes.
Everything else was a haze.
Usually, I'd blame it on the drugs,
but, I think I fell in love
with you right there.

It's been awhile since I thought
there was anything left
of me worth saving.
But for a moment, you had me 
thinking otherwise.

You gave me hope. And after living
a pretty hopeless life,
even the faintest sliver thrust me
into a realm of wavering emotions
and white knuckled desperation
so raw I'd do almost anything
to keep it together.
But like an overpacked suitcase,
I can only hold so much.

So I bend the suitcase.
Strengthen the drugs. Mix 'em,
fuck it. Heroin and Meth are deadly
but so are you.

You know I'd kill just to see you.
Imagine what I'm willing to do to forget you. 


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