My Personal Brand of Poison by Kasami-Kat, literature
Literature
My Personal Brand of Poison
My brand of the poison
so many pills that make me feel so great
drinking
drinking
drinking
until it's black.
Pills, pipes, needles!
So many things.
I feel great.
....
I need more, dammit.
More.
C'mon!
Give it here! Give it!
I need it.
Give me more, give me money
or you brains are on the floor.
....
Aaaaaah, something new.
Snorting, putting it on bread.
Oh, I feel great.
....
More.
I need more.
More
more
more
more
Or your brains on the floor.
.....
I feel sick.
Sick, sad, and the world is spinning black and
lights are flashing and there's something
right next to me and the world is going
ALL KINDS OF WRONG
The streets are a wild place
Where no kid ought to be
I've done some pretty messed up things
Seen stuff no-one should ever see
Been down and out, living rough
Barely alive, hand-to-mouth
I know about lies and misery
No stranger to desperation & depravity.
{Chorus}
Take me down and out of this world
I want t
Blood Sucking Lover by TheEyesOftheSea, literature
Literature
Blood Sucking Lover
Let's have another 40 oz for freedom
When our chains are self complied
Made as an excuse for recklessness
Like waves lost in a tide
Running off an addiction
But then again don't I?
A question I often ask myself
Is where I go and why?
It's the sad sad tale of a populus
Running toward an end that's nigh
So unkept in terms of keeping
Dreams we once kept close by
Adults clothed in baby faces
Just trying to pass 18
Without a vice or a chunk of time
Spent in a jail scene gang
You'd spent two nights up smoking meth
How can I even start
To feel hurt or sad or remorse for the condition
That the world had done on your heart