Sunday, December 6, 2015

WASTED

Hollow in my chest filled with chemicals
Liquid running in my veins turned poison
Tongue spilling words in jumble
Life turning to fumbles
Throat burns, eyes hurt
Make up smudge & cloths in dirt

I wanna be WASTED
I don't care how it tasted
It was the bitterest thing
Mind filled with sweet little nothing

Speaking what I feel
Making useless deal
Dancing on the table top
Heart beating with minute hop
Mixed drink I'm lost
Nothing I feel n ice frost

I wanna be WASTED
Didn't care how it tasted
Nothing I feel I love it that way
What I do I can't say

& I blast to the planet
Where blurry is new image
Leaving all the shame behind
I'm running wild

Cloths all misplaced, thought in haze
Hotter I get, my heart turning cold
& alcohol goes my new addictive beverage

I wanna be WASTED
I know how it tasted
Hallucinating mind not debating
Nothing I feel I love it that way
Mind filled with sweet nothings



*** I'm not a drunkard
This is just what I feel about drinking
I haven't even been totally for once in my life

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