Submissions by HarleyQuinn (Riah)

That first hit is always the best. Like Goldielocks you pack it, not too tight, not too loose but just right. The glass presses against your lips and you stop, just for a second. Just long enough to draw out that feeling of anticipation that makes goosebumps erupt all over your body. The lighter clicks, and you start to inhale.

The smoke is like hot syrup hitting the back of your throat. Its heady and sticky and warm. It tastes acrid, yet incredibly sweet at the same time. You feel your lungs expanding. Making way and being filled with the magic. You push it to the max till you feel...

Was it my fault?
I really can't tell.
Maybe I got myself into this hell.

Was it my fault?
Did I lead you on?
Was it your lack of control,
Or my infant siren song?

I wonder.

Was it my fault?
Did I invite your scalding hand?
It burned to the bone,
But I can't blame you.
You're only a man

Was it my fault?
I don't understand.
How could I, still innocent,
Possibly have planned
Something so vile,
So evil,
So sick to the core.

Does this mean that I'm...