so many things run theough my mind,my kaleidoscope mind
so many things i cant explain ,
so many things i don't understand.
And why i do the things i do,
why i say the things i don't mean ,
why i hurt those who mean the most.
Why i wish for good?
but destroy it and end up with bad.
I'm falling into pieces,
the lighter touches the paper as it crumbles back,
I'm the ashes drifting to the ground after the long intoxicating drag.
now feel heaviness of your falling eyes ,
the slow beats your heart takes,
the Fake calm and collectedness.
the hallucinogens take over.........
I'm a mess, there's no hope,
the opening of a bottles slow tisk is heard,
I'm the cap crashing to the floor,
sip after sip, your worries are gone,
The Fake feel good and joy,
Alcohol has your mind.
I'm dirty , I'm dirt, many pieces,
the scratch and scrapping of glass,
the lines are formed,
I'm the sweet grains of your drug wiped to the floor when you've taken what you want,
your paranoid and afraid ,
the Fake confidence is noticed.
cocaine can do no good.
I'm loosing feeling ,i need pain,
the lighter touches metal,
heating , hot, scotching,
stinging with touch the black suet stays upon my skin
my red crisped skin,
i can feel only the pain......
nothing is the same , my Fake collectedness of mind, My Fake feel good, My Fake confidence.
nothing is real but My Real pain from every touch of the metal to every drop of blood and tear ..........
nothing is real but my real pain.