on that ice bong smoke.
Taking the spoon and the lighter
cooking up that crack rock
and pumping my vein with it.
I just took another five steps back
so I pray, for forgiveness, guidance.
But God will not hear me on ice
only the devil chooses to answer me
the ouija board piece moved
with my finger under it.
Onward through hell, mdma pills
heavy trippers acid, shrooms, ice &
synthetic bong smoke
Onward through the 15 minutes for
the 5 minutes of Heavenly bliss
I am finally awake
free of life; freedom from choice
and many demons that become it.