23 December 2013

Goofballs

Goofball

Coming down heavy

From a four day high

Physically exhausted

But mentally wired

I wait for the pills to bite

For black venom to envelope me

And the touch of night

To wrap around my heart

I’ll embrace the spreading haze

Like a long lost friend

Succumb to the kiss of death

As if she were my lover

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