"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
As an addict, Can't promise you that I won't overdose. Just a thought I felt most won't show others. A thought hidden deep within every mind, Disturbed. Every mind where silence can be heard. A sound so eerie to the Average. Yet, So comforting for the Insanely Addicted... And, What purpose do I have writing... Continue Reading →
What am I doing? Will I die? When I put in view, A suicide, I have thought through, So many times... Waking up to go out and buy, A 40oz, Some Mary Jane for a quick high, It's all I want... It's all I want... It's all I want... A motion on, Repeat, Till I... Continue Reading →
