Monday, July 21, 2008
Uncontrolled Substance
you pull back the curtains and slip inside your mind, you search and you search but the Truth you cannot find. stumbling through this maze you can't see from all the smoke, blinded by the haze as you take another toke. Smoke and mirrors shots and lines death's shadow on the wall, your perception of reality shatters and you fall, endless tunnels leading nowhere bodies strung along the way, hungry souls just like you searching for the light of day. the air is stale and filled with stench as you struggle for your breath, you count your enemies as friends barbiturates and crystal meth, side by side and hand in hand with loneliness your guide, you walk into a gray cloud, into nothingness abide. out of body out of mind, you’re high above it all. but what goes up must come down when you're high you trip and fall. you come crashing down to where you where before, reality kicks your ass as you lie there on the floor
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