Can I write about drugs?
Can I write about the way they make me happier than hugs?
What's your issue? There's one for every tear on every tissue.
Are you tired? Too hyper?
Do you need something to make your perception a bit brighter?
Euphoria, Utopia in a breath, a sniff or a swallow.
Just make sure you never come down, or else you might wallow..
Weeping willow in your sorrow,
So beautifully displayed with it's confusion and it's rage.
Flowing down like a silent parade..
Eight of the ball, the reversed masquerade.
Everyone can see you, they read you so clearly.
But no one can see themselves, eyes lost, so eerily.
We're flying, but we're going down.
High wings seem to always bring me straight to the ground.
I'm not falling, I'm fine.
Please just give me one more line..
One more verse, one shot away from a herse.
Don't tell me I have a problem with substances because I have a problem without them.
I am the petals of autumn..
Falling off the stems of a poison.
It's chosen, but not by me.
My roots are too far underneath.
I grow up towards what I think is the sun,
Then I fall back down through the ground,
Basement of rock bottom.