Simply your words that pierced the easily bruised skin
Two nights!
Pumped through as if it was the same fix I’d prayed for to come rid this world of my broken spirit.

“And never come back”

The purest form
But not of a needle.

A flight is short but with you it can be everlasting.

Confronted  
                     By the
Lonely.
                Woken in Misery.
You are the only thing to live for.
          the upper and downer.

Familiarity came as you delivered the fatal words                                    
with a face that didn't match.
In a way, my heart was twined into the loneliness of the inevitable fact you no longer wanted me.  

So I asked you "but why?"
and your reply...

was "Goodbye"

You give me the lonesome
jagged sting in my chest
That acts as my sanctuary
But now!
I fear it's the only thing I know anymore.

My new addiction.

My new vice.

The painful comfort I feel which gives so much satisfaction
Is the only control I have over my mind.
Seems as so I can't find what I'm looking for.

What The **** Am I Looking For?!

It is a race. No regards for the young.
What once towered has finally fallen.
A hard life.
Couldn't you see
The empty knowledge was too loud to hear my voice ring.  
    But that of which makes you “human” was freed
Still remained the choice of up or down.
Is there, was there ever a difference?
Gazing behind those two windows.
Always searching.
For things that have no meaning.
The same mind thats knows no control
Says fast isn't enough
Not all time is lost for clarity
What was seen the most is how quick all is gone
The memories still remain and goes on

Superior to a needle.
The sweetest black tar.
A painless *****, you never supplied
in that a safer fix I find.

I Surrender.
To your rotten sugar, handsome poppi flower.
Oozing from your petals.
I Surrender.