Toxic

My nose, it bled again today,
The warmth it trickled down my face,
It didnt even make me wake, not from the zone in depth away,
was on my phone in mental state and used my wrist to smear a stain
Across my lip and pungent taste, my arms already in a state,
The streaks of white wiped snot away, I only blew it to unblock it
so i could inhale all the profits, so I sit here thinking of it, now I'm 2 days in, can't stop it, ill be
Binging till I'm toxic, while I'm sitting thinking of it,
Why the fuck do I rely on having fun through means to die,
I get my kicks on toxic hits, toxic drinks and toxic lung sticks,
Can't do one without the other, leave one out...Hell no! They're brothers! And
I'm their needy, nosy mother. They treat me like a mother fucker.