CRACK HEAD

 
Dark places
Mysterious faces
Blooms of smoke
Cloak the room

Wisps of inhale and exhale
Coughing and sputter Ecco
A dungeon of paranoia
And suspicion
Keep you alert

Psychotic prowess
Linger in the shadows
Like demons in the night
Soon they will want more
Will do anything for there plite

Sell there own mothers
For one more rush
morals are no more
Crying screaming
Beating down the door
For one more score

What once was the girl next door
Is now the crack house whore
Sucking cocks for rocks
Dogs body
Gofer
Sucking the devils dick on the sofa

Society's forgotten
Who are in need of help
Like moths to a flame
Try and feel there pain
For they are not to blame
It's the drug dealers who should be put to shame...



BY MARK CLEASE..