Words Of A Mircale

Drug Abuse

I did this for a class, thought I'd share it.

From the fluid in my veins,
To the powder in my nose,
That i constantly take,
Cause life giving blows,
And even though I know,
It eventually takes its toll,
I still gotta find my way to the blow,
Influenced or not,
I'm still taking pot,
I'm still crushing rocks,
I'm addicted,
My access is not restricted,
The tears that flow down,
To the red in my eyes,
I can't pick myself up,
To these drugs I rely,
Oh yeah, and when I say I'm ok, I lie,
Get the munchies,
Eat a pie,
Crack/cocaine,
Touch the sky,
Sigh,
LSD,
I'm a.....live?
What is this bending motion?
This warping motion,
Everything's going slow, man,
I'm just tryna find the blow, man,
God damn,
I lost everything,
Was it for the money?
Was it for the fame?
Was it for the power?
Was it for the name?
I'm trapped inside a cycle,
And the issue's only pile,
Recycle,
I'm losing more than gaining,
Recycle,
I'm going super saiyan insane,
This is going straight to my brain,
And I show shame,
As well as showing pains
Losing everything, but I'm addicted to losing,
I'm getting lost in the feeling,
From buying to stealing,
Look at the coughing,
Look at the cataracts,
Look at the crippling in my neck,
I'm truly a wreck,
Meant for disrespect,
I got everything as well as nothing,
That's a weird flex.