Oblivion

As I sat with my fellow rejected members of society in the abandoned building on 20th,
That is known for being set to flames more than once by an arsonist and a bum,
I come to the realization that what I inject into my last bulging vain today,
Will not take me to heaven temporarily like I wish it would.
Instead it only shows me the path of giving my soul to Satan voluntarily.
Maybe that’s the path I should be on.
Because although I know the consequences,
I look forward to using the needles that carry oblivion on my damaged soul.
Needless to say, I am addicted to the high each needle holds.