Take another hit,
another sip-
just for that ******* second
of gorgeousness.
When what you knew was never there
besides another fight,
Escape becomes your only chance and
Drugs become your right.
The worst thing is
I know they're mine
and I even see the signs-
when all I have is crumbling-
when ***** is divine.
I'm losing thought
And everything
I thought that I would need-
It hurts me every time
I wake
and every time I see.