Heroin Overdose.

The cold metal pricks through the layers of my flesh,

It happens again as the lightning strikes with a flash!

A rush of heroin through my veins injected from the drip,

Falling through the empty spaces: another magnificent trip.

I hear what I want to and shut what I can close, 

The TV is blaring about death from a drug overdose. 

Highways sway in and out of my dizzy sight,

I see those tall, black hooded figures mourning in my plight.

The abandoned mountains are raging furiously with a red flame,

A country lies destroyed, is sanity to be blamed?

They call me demented for the things that I can see,

Yet more than most of them, saner I'll always be. 

My sentinels are falling like tears from a star,

And the doors of my mind are pushed a little more ajar.

Images are shifting in a jiffy like a kaleidoscope,

Diminishing slowly at the mighty ocean of dope!

And it happens again, oh what a lovely lovely rush!

The grass looks greener and the royalty seems plush!
I crave for another pinprick as the drug endures to gush,
And with every passing trip, the hunger grows for eternal lust.


Lying motionless and slowly letting it all slip underneath,
I peek through the layers of my brain to see what lies beneath.
Psychotic thoughts have started to stir inside,
Leaving a frozen grin on my face and ebbing the final tide.
The ice below my feet is thin and cracking fast,
And with the cursed time, I wonder, will any storm forever last?