Saturday, January 2, 2010

Overdose

I'm trying to pull from some deep places with this one!!

Feeling cold blood rushing fast
My veins work overtime
Everytime the cravinv grows
Can I survive?
Coming down off this high
Crashing-how I must land
Clenching hard to curb these thoughts
Thinking-still don't understand.
A slave to what my body wants
Too good to leave alone
My supply running thin
Slipping slowly from the zone.
Last time I swore would be the last
Soon after I could quit
Yet I tried-hit and miss
My promises I've long forget.
So here we are one last time
Today I've got the most
Beaming up
My path to freedom...
Fading...
overdose

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