Memories

The bad memories kill me
The drugs and alcohol heal me
The demons thrill me
But the bad memories haunt me
The drugs love me
But the demons use me
Loveless and dyeing
Drinking myself to hell
Hopeing I'm not excepted into heaven
They say good memories can save you
But not if they haunt you
The blade touches you wrist as it gives you a metallic kiss
You smile and take another shoot
As i slowly die....