Dirty Drugs
In shadows creep,
Needles glint in the pale moonlight.
Yet in every fleeting dream,
Flickers hope’s enduring gleam.

Dirty Drugs
In whispered breath,
Leading paths to certain death.
Through the black and poison’s plight,
Strives the soul to find the light.

Dirty Drugs
In the veins, a poison’s burn,
Hope and sanity adjourn.
In the dark, where shadows blend,
Find the stories without end.

Dirty Drugs
Are whispers in a dark alley
Echoes of impending doom.
You’ve lost what you used to be.