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Hush child Mommy will protect With her many worries Mommy will infect Father's lost We're all alone What a shame, this pain To survive on our own Mommy is paranoid She'll shelter you well She'll...
Bottle empty, dreams run dry, Pour me another just to pass time by. Down the poison, done with thinking. Mind is numbing, head is spinning. Reality resides as i close both my eyes.
Rhaspy vocals, tired and worn. Working weekdays, morals torn. Concience broken, almost done. Singing in bars since 21. Needles sting and tablets burning. For heavens door, a man left yearning.
His shoulders, heavy. His hands, numb. His words, unspoken. His expression, glum. His life, lifeless. His visions, blurred. His thoughts, empty. His speech, slurred. His bottle, full.
The still of the night. Is a scary old place. People are walking. With pain on their face. Some are so drunk. They can not stand. Crawling around. Beer in their hand. Many of which.
Tonight is the second night. You've stopped to say hello. Driven on the dusky streets. To get right back up and go. A hug and stray kiss. A quiet word or two. You'll say goodbye, and squeeze me tight.
"I'm so cold....." This is Angel, an 18 year old homeless girl, addicted to a class 'A' drug.
I walk in the shadow of a brother turned bad. He steals and he lies and he's nearly gone mad. He's got a record, quite a big one he had. It's all just going down.
Pour myself another as i empty inside. Hide behind a bottle, as i drink up my pride. No worries, not a care, crosses my mind. So i pour myself another, to this false hope i'm resigned.
The amber liquid lures you in with its deceptive colour, honey gold to reassure you it could never hurt you. Until you taste it, the burn intensifies before it soothes as it goes down your throat.
The Red is like love. If you're filled with other things, it won't affect much. Consume by itself, and you'll end up drunk. She stands at the door, Hands and body shaking, pops the cork.
It's good to help the aged, Those that are struggling in a time of need; Those that can't help themselves, Struggle just to wash, clean and feed.
Roundabout, Around and around and around we go, I don't know, How to get off, do you.
It's 2 am, and I'm a ghost Of what I used to be. A whisper of my former self, Calls out, meekly, to me. My blood is wine, and swear to god, My visions getting blurry.
last smoke for a while only a little bud left dragged from the hypocritical pile I like this feeling I'll let him stick around for a while he's not going through anything nothing...
She burns so sweetly, She stays throughout the rain. They'll never be no fear, They'll never be no pain. Her love completes me, Bliss fills my brain.
You're gonna break my heart By fucking me over There'll be a few days afterwards Where I'll avoid being sober But I'll be sure to break your heart too Altho I don't know what I'll have to do For you...
A fake smile. As blatant as a crooked smirk on the face of a weathered man. His hands tell the story of days gone by. Rough, ragged and torn. Forever a slave to societys toll on reality.
Eyes that are so pretty. Though I see it in your stare. Behind your fancy clothes. And in your darkened hair. You carry all these secrets. They're killing you inside. From your inner demons.
I grip a glass between my hands, Oh, alcohol. It understands. It doesn't curse my ups and downs, And when I'm sad, it stops my frowns.
It's gone past 3 in the morning ,. And I cant get no sleep. so I roll me a joint hoping it will send me on my way. But all it did was open my mind ,,. for you,,,,,,. Iv got.
People are always saying how an addiction to something is bad. They are all liars. Don't believe what they say.
I use to cut. Thats a fact. I use to cut while watching fear net. Hell, i even remember cutting. While, watching the horror movie cutting class. It never hurt. I thought it felt good.
Dedicated to @spikekutter Feeling of cold, & hard Sharp-edge in my hand, Against my wrist Oh, how good it felt I love the feeling The feeling of Pleasure I get from cutting Pain I get from...