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Drug Haze

Dazed

Confused

Zone out

What the **** is that sound?

 

That buzzing

So insistent in my ears

Like a parasite

Feeding on my ******* fears.

 

I hear it when I'm drunk

That buzzing

That leering sound

Makes me want to carve out

 

The parts of me that I hate.

 

How do you stop

The only thing

That makes you feel

Sane? Or anything at all

For that matter.

 

I try so hard to ignore the tug

But this buzzing is invading my highs.

The only thing that used to keep me feeling okay.

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alicia-strong
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Sep 16, 2013
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