Dose Dose Dose

Skin shaking,    
Body quaking,    
Rolling around in bed,    
Life pushing the stake in.

My blood is baking,    
As my future is slowly taken,    
Praying that my visions are mistaken.    
   
Though I can't say I dislike,
feeling my weakened heart fight.    
I may look crippled and blistered,    
But it's part of the fun,    
Being so twisted,
unable to run.    
   
It's the shooting pain,    
The kicking and screaming
like a tortured crane,    
Fighting for it's dose again,
that gets me off like pistons in my brain.
        
       - ' END GAME'-    
   
.. ..`'Man¿Deyer`'.. ..