(Ice) My life behind my poison....

●While I sit here and wait for my life's poison, Every second seems like a minute, every minute seems like an hour, and every hour as if it was an eternity.
● While I sit here and wait for my life's poison, I have this mortifying rage that intensifies with every tick and tock.
●While I sit here and load my bowl, the unbearable anxiety of my body, while it trembles with a dying urge to intake all I possibly can.
●While I sit here and load my bowl, there is a sensationable,  calmness that relieves my voracious personality.
●While I sit here as the smoke fills my lungs, all my problems dissipate through the room like the very smoke that leaves my weary lungs.
●While I sit here as the smoke fills my lungs, my mind starts getting the enchanting clarity with an understanding about life.
●While I sit here high, my peak is limitless so I flick my BIC and numerous times more so that I can ingest my murderous poison.
●While I sit here high, I have this overwhelming feeling of immortality and invincibility, which renders me unstoppable.
●While I sit here running out, there is a fixation my eyes have on the scorched ball as if it had me in a state of awe.
●While I sit here running out, my mind gives it praise since I have the knowledge that it has the endurance to keep me going hours after.
●While I sit here completely out, I try and convince myself I can get one more blast, just one more hit. Yeah that will do the trick!
●While I sit here completely out, I'm pondering counter schemes so that my amazing journey doesn't come to a halt.
●While I see you're falling out, I cling to the pipe with a grasp thats impenetrable, I rather all my riches slowly become invisible then to give any leeway at the chance of our separation.
●While I sit here falling out, as the intensity of its addiction progresses, pride submerges far beneath weakness giving it a dependency of life, rendering me with an  encapability of ever overcoming my poison.......

TILL DEATH