I feel so much hate, I’m forever enraged. In a fight for my fate that I have to engage in day after day. Until I can’t sustain, keeping score on the slate. Losing mate after mate, my minds in a haze and my life is a maze. Nothing pertains but everything is the same and I can’t keep myself sane, I want to break the chains, but I cant, to weak I have no strength. No energy my mind is in a glaze. I want it but I can’t chase. I’m infinitely unsure of every damn thing. Maybe it’s in my DNA and when you unravel the strain you can physically see the pain. It’s become engrained and it’s deep in my veins, and it’s infected my brain. My thoughts contain things I’ve pushed away, troubles and struggles that would amaze. I struggle to feign the fact that I strain and I pretend that in my own mind I reign. I should hold all the blame for the things that pertain to my name. I take aim at a claim that is fake and should be reclaimed. So tie me up and light the flame, so I can be rid of this shame, and be done with this game.
The smoke lingers.
The smell between my fingers.
The taste on my mouth,
The room spins around.
I want that first high,
a feeling I will never get right.
I chase and I chase,
something I can never replace.
The time I waste trying to replicate.
I feel like I’m running through a maze
I’m outta place, I’m in a haze.
Drag after drag,
ash after ash.
I move to the next thing,
Something with more strength
Something crazy and insane.
So I take a shot than a hit.
from a vice that doesn’t mean shit.
I’m numb, my throat’s dry, I cant spit.
I’m gone, barely alive, I can’t quit.
I try and I try from the floor where I lie
trying to detoxify while I’m mystified.
How much did I buy?
I break down and cry!
I must stop to survive.
A habit, like another gateway
A demon that I can’t slay
No more good days
my demons want to surface
I feel less than perfect
Like maybe I’m just a burden
My failures are like a circuit
I promise it’s not on purpose
My demons make me nervous
The first time was the best
but it will never compare to the rest.
I will soon be six feet deep in the grave.
Dealing with craziness as my world goes insane.
Time goes by that i can never save.
All for a sensation something stupid I crave.
For a feeling that will never be the same.
A crutch like an animal that i can never tamed.