I do find release in a bottle
If I’m not drinking
I’m downing more pills than I need
Because sometimes being out of control
I watch you breathe.... on the other side of the bus....
How your veins swell as the oxygen flows through your throat and into your lungs...
I remember that day,
'Till the eyes close shut, I watch them rush
The love addiction of junkies is strong, but not tough
The two lovers race, and embrace in their vices
Searching for a fitting pose before injecting an overdose. All I need to live with the blame is liquid chemicals in my veins.
rusty needles, used before spreading disease even more.
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