My Best Friend
Burning in the crystal fragrance of being left alone. I try to not think of what is home. The friends and phases I'll never know. Emotions turn into a firework show.
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Burning in the crystal fragrance of being left alone. I try to not think of what is home. The friends and phases I'll never know. Emotions turn into a firework show.
It was cold. I was freezing. I had a few more miles to go. walking through the snow. makeup smeared from the night before. neighbors staring, "what a whore". what more can I say.
Oh the sickness. Sibling racket of misfortune. sacks for addicted sex sound tune. To flesh she's bound ,. A spirit she's yet found,. Deep beneath chemicals layed in.
"FUCK" I yelled. My throat hurt, my stomach hurt. My everything hurt. I was sick again thats great. Being sick and dedicating your life to a sport wasn't a great thing.
Take a needle Find your vein Stick it in Feel no pain Feeling down.
All drugged up under the sun. Is this what you wanted from life to be a bum. So much potential. Your mind has become confidential. You pretend your okay. But you have lost your mind.
~really beautiful song, my favorite really sad though.
Take the needle from your arm, You were once so full of charm You poisoned your mind, You poisoned my heart, One of a kind, Now you're ripped apart Your silver-grey eyes Once glistened like...
She said one hit wouldn't hurt. Instant nirvana while blood spurts. Floating above pain and misery. Found paradise where I can be free. Seconds of bliss made it worthwhile.
She was once a loving woman. Feisty and strong with opinion. Always been a bit too head strong. No man stuck around for too long. When they did she pushed them away.
Music thumping, people jumping, (some are humping), Sordid little place, this is. Innocence lost, at what cost. She holds the tiny package.
You can tell she's addicted, Her hobbies depicted, In her eyes. She smokes round the corner, While I'm in my form room, She buys. Drugs from the same kid, Worst thing that she did, She cries.
I take you into me, you make me feel good inside. The blood shot look and sleepless eyes I cannot hide. You seep in my blood infecting every artery and vien.
A man sits alone in a dimly lit room, a depressed room devoid of any care and attention.
Cyanide kiss and you drown in your drug, Restless sleep, your heart pumps gold blood And your lips turn blue. I watch you sleep and give you your air. Warm oceans rock you and sharks swim close by.
I looked at the clock and began to nervously tap my pencil on the edge of the desk.