meth iz deth...
My world on hold
Smoking a bowl-
No answers found
Trapped in the glass.
I'm spun on the tip
An unwavering torch
Braving flame
Sweaty and scorched.
Then I got busy-
Setting me free
Though I'm foiled
And quite fidgety.
Only managed
To make things
Much worse
Now
My spirit feels soiled.
Friendships are lost
My life is aflame
With no one
But me
Left to blame...
-DeRicki
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