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...painkillers. |
"I feel this wave of energy filtering all of the fatigue out of my body... All of a sudden,,, My eyes don’t close... My heart rate triples and if I sit still long enough I just might hear it beat. Church bells ring inside my chest. I'm weightless. An arm falls instantly to my side as I tell it to stop… but the hands..the hands wont listen. They shake and shake until it becomes a habit. The shaking knees mimic the shaking hands. If I could feel my brain I'd bet its shaking too; Shaking inside of my skull and laughing. I'm on the verge of joining in on its laughter...But then the pressure comes down...Its so potent...Its constantly unleashing its drug like a syringe in my veins. You could be numb to everything by that fucking pressure still stands…so fuck off with your useless ideologies..You think you can escape it... You think the drugs will outweigh the pressure? Try again motherfuckers…you will feel it. Your head will cave in, your chest will feel the compression like the bottom of the pacific and you'll feel it..crushed…crushed…like fine white powder Remember, breathe…I am lost…lost in a distorted world with the vision of a child That ghost keeps pulling me down, haunting me...My words are my gold, my fix, and my addiction My words are your pain, your anger, and your confusion." |