I've posted this before. I just re-did it. I like this version way better. Though I wasn't actually on anything for rewriting it.
'Gone Again...'
Teeth go numb, the pain subsides. Now the wait till the rush arrives. Once again on this lonely trip. To the place I used to enjoy.
This pill endused rush. Now seems to be all I can trust. Rushing around. Can't seem to find solid ground.
Poor mans coke, is what they call it. ******** it's name, I just know I want it. One last ride on this energenic thrill. For this was my one last pill...
Bedroom Whore · Tue Feb 26, 2008 @ 04:42am · 0 Comments |