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Hell Within Heaven (A collab with EpicUtester69)
I miss those days...
The days when the sun rose outside the window casting shadows across my skin...
My son jumping on my chest shaking me awake before I needed a fix to survive the days like I do today.
Mummy, mummy please wake up I want to play outside please mummy before my friends leave like every other time
Go to your room and get some toys I snap I’ll be there shortly ok I rush for a spoon a lighter
Days were normal back than, me my son against the world. These days I wonder if he recognizes the skeleton in the kitchen the one with a pick still hanging out of my arm
You wish you could go back, I’d change things, the first time i took it I fell in love for the second time, now my mind fights my subconscious, it’s a toxic love affair
Mummy, mummy I'm hungry there's no food in the fridge... mummy please wake up... I need you... I can only lay in this coma... the high and space his pleas all wasted on a junkie.
I lay in a slump feeling mighty fine oblivious to his screaming and tears, I know I’ve got to get clean maybe tomorrow I’ll be better able to handle it I just need today’s fix
Those were the days when I gave him the world and he gave me his trust and his hand... how did it come to this? Me letting him down. How did this needle this vein replace....
Everything? Everything I once had control over
I drift in and out of this thought, the high is slowly taking over the guilt lessens with every minute that passes.
I wish I could have both my life and the high my life would somehow be complete once again.
The days when the sun rose outside the window casting shadows across my skin...
My son jumping on my chest shaking me awake before I needed a fix to survive the days like I do today.
Mummy, mummy please wake up I want to play outside please mummy before my friends leave like every other time
Go to your room and get some toys I snap I’ll be there shortly ok I rush for a spoon a lighter
Days were normal back than, me my son against the world. These days I wonder if he recognizes the skeleton in the kitchen the one with a pick still hanging out of my arm
You wish you could go back, I’d change things, the first time i took it I fell in love for the second time, now my mind fights my subconscious, it’s a toxic love affair
Mummy, mummy I'm hungry there's no food in the fridge... mummy please wake up... I need you... I can only lay in this coma... the high and space his pleas all wasted on a junkie.
I lay in a slump feeling mighty fine oblivious to his screaming and tears, I know I’ve got to get clean maybe tomorrow I’ll be better able to handle it I just need today’s fix
Those were the days when I gave him the world and he gave me his trust and his hand... how did it come to this? Me letting him down. How did this needle this vein replace....
Everything? Everything I once had control over
I drift in and out of this thought, the high is slowly taking over the guilt lessens with every minute that passes.
I wish I could have both my life and the high my life would somehow be complete once again.
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