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YOU HAVE TO WAIL
So, they found you lying
on the bathroom floor
You invited death
and locked the door
The blame's on me
it's all my fault
Your face was blue
your intentions untold
a kiss goodbye
would be your last word
Your eyes staring beyond the space
A needle was still
atached to your skin
people wondering
of where you have been
It's been a few hours that you've entirely gone
Half naked,
livid,
slow throbbing heart
So sad,
quiet and blank
maybe it was fear drawn on your face
Your unfortunate finder,
brother in blood
he yelled 'mom!',
she said 'what?'
Misery's sudden visit and laugh
A smokey spoon with drops of lime
They didn't get
there on time
condoling lines..His will is unknown
Was it God's lack
of angels' need?
Was it the evil giving deamons a treat?
Or was it Fate, this fucking whore?
"His liver's sick remains", they claim
It 's adulterated heroin in his vain!
What the hell are they looking for?
The clock has stopped
My life's on hold
I was often crazily being told: "You should have died instead of him"
I know this church..
..it's where I said 'YES'
holding some purple lilies..
..holding him
The churche's gate
A broken frame
A scream..GET UP!!
No answer back
A marble grave and a broken dream
Sweet suicide..if only I...
No, nevermind..
I'd better hide..
No, I wanna die..
You mother fucker, tell me why!
A car's bumper is creeping up
I wished I'd soiled it with my blood
but someone grapped my skinny arm
It's getting dark
and I can't sleep
no matter how hard I try
It's getting dark
and I'm falling in love
with the silence of the night
Don't speak to me
Get out of here
I want no living anywhere near
I don't exist
so I won't be missed
but then I change my mind
I run and run
but I won't leave
I wish I could rewind
I pretend that there're ghosts in my room
and one of them is you
I pretend you hear me and I'm asking you
..what now..what should I do?
My poison is not enough
I think it'll never be
until I fly
towards the sky..
until my own O.D.
on the bathroom floor
You invited death
and locked the door
The blame's on me
it's all my fault
Your face was blue
your intentions untold
a kiss goodbye
would be your last word
Your eyes staring beyond the space
A needle was still
atached to your skin
people wondering
of where you have been
It's been a few hours that you've entirely gone
Half naked,
livid,
slow throbbing heart
So sad,
quiet and blank
maybe it was fear drawn on your face
Your unfortunate finder,
brother in blood
he yelled 'mom!',
she said 'what?'
Misery's sudden visit and laugh
A smokey spoon with drops of lime
They didn't get
there on time
condoling lines..His will is unknown
Was it God's lack
of angels' need?
Was it the evil giving deamons a treat?
Or was it Fate, this fucking whore?
"His liver's sick remains", they claim
It 's adulterated heroin in his vain!
What the hell are they looking for?
The clock has stopped
My life's on hold
I was often crazily being told: "You should have died instead of him"
I know this church..
..it's where I said 'YES'
holding some purple lilies..
..holding him
The churche's gate
A broken frame
A scream..GET UP!!
No answer back
A marble grave and a broken dream
Sweet suicide..if only I...
No, nevermind..
I'd better hide..
No, I wanna die..
You mother fucker, tell me why!
A car's bumper is creeping up
I wished I'd soiled it with my blood
but someone grapped my skinny arm
It's getting dark
and I can't sleep
no matter how hard I try
It's getting dark
and I'm falling in love
with the silence of the night
Don't speak to me
Get out of here
I want no living anywhere near
I don't exist
so I won't be missed
but then I change my mind
I run and run
but I won't leave
I wish I could rewind
I pretend that there're ghosts in my room
and one of them is you
I pretend you hear me and I'm asking you
..what now..what should I do?
My poison is not enough
I think it'll never be
until I fly
towards the sky..
until my own O.D.
Published 29th Jun 2015
| Edited 13th Feb 2022
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5th Jul 2015 2:54am
This is wrenching ... Reminds me of my cousin who had to bury his daughter who died of a heroin OD, in bed with her lover who was hooked on crack ... She was 22 started using when she was 14.
13th Jul 2015 7:24pm
Your mind is amazing. Don't waste it.It's very tough but it's how we learn. We live in the box. Things good or bad.We are the contents of that box. We do good and bad.In the end it all benefits the world. We all learn and adapt.
Yin and Yang almost. With perseverance and a yearning for wisdom of one's self you will one day see that needle and realize you are the high.Then you will either be ready to find yourself, or have already conquered your temple. I've never done heroin but after screwing around with psychedelics I feel that cocaine and those hard drugs are obsolete. It's better to be Trippy than wired. I don't know you but through the world from my home to yours I believe you will have true control. As long as you know you can't do any drug constantly and or forever. Psychedelics can fry your brain, coke and heroin, and all the other hard stuff will kill you straight up. Sorry for rambling. Be safe.
Yin and Yang almost. With perseverance and a yearning for wisdom of one's self you will one day see that needle and realize you are the high.Then you will either be ready to find yourself, or have already conquered your temple. I've never done heroin but after screwing around with psychedelics I feel that cocaine and those hard drugs are obsolete. It's better to be Trippy than wired. I don't know you but through the world from my home to yours I believe you will have true control. As long as you know you can't do any drug constantly and or forever. Psychedelics can fry your brain, coke and heroin, and all the other hard stuff will kill you straight up. Sorry for rambling. Be safe.
27th Jul 2015 4:38pm
