Pieces of sanity scattered
On the floor in your room
White snow outside your window
So white and so pure
Just like those little crystals
Shining in between
You and a paper filled with nothing but broken dreams.
One hit and you ascend
Down one and you fall
You balance yourself
Like someone in circus standing on *****
You see these images of happy little people
And you smile with wryness asking for more.
A puff or two, smokes form in the cold
Like the coldness inside you and those tiny crystal *****
Eyes down and up and roll back to your head
Your mind in chaos, a chaotic mess.
the snow outside your window
So white and so pure
Is just like those crytals on your piece of paper rolled.