I swallow it whole, with a swig of whisky down it goes. Maybe i wont put on a show this time. Maybe I'll pass out before the alcohol gets a hold of me and i take off my clothes. Maybe i should take a few more pills, Another fist full of pills with a little help from my friend jack down they go. My vision gets blurry and i feel like everything is rushing around me in a hurry. So in a scurry i run to my bed hopefully i didnt take to much and i pass out dead i stop before i get there and i grab my head in hopes for the spinning to stop but it doesnt everything just keeps twirling like a top i reach to unlock my door but i fall to the floor in a drunkin fury i barge in my room ****** at everything i lay in bed with the hopes of sobering up soon I shut my eyes as time passes i feel like i begin to die the pills take ahold and i feel like a comet zooming threw space seeing all the stars and looking at all my scars, scars you've caused even though you use to be my number one star, My sun my universe,  my everything but now your my nothing and it makes me sick, sick enough to ***** and stop this suicidal craze and began my journey back home through this universal maze