Monday, February 7, 2011

The heroin

The HEROIN Poetry of Sprackl

I drink myself into oblivion
I stab my veins until I ain't got none
I'm scared to die, that won't be fun
I can't get high, my situation


Its desperate I never get enough
To take me to the place i'm dreaming of
where scabs on my face aren't dripping with pus
I need to find a way to do more drugs


My skin itches my ears ring I go blind
I'm longing for the day when I can finally find
a way to do all my dope at one time


A way to ease the pain and cross the line
a way to go insane and still feel fine
a way to place the blame on anyone's problems but mine
And finally climb so high I touch your thigh


You've only got one Shot so do it right
it only takes a moment to end all strife
the only way to get high is to do enough to die
That means goodbye


And you make your Mother cry

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