OVERDOSE

OVERDOSE.


My friends came to visit me today
bearing their gifts of insanity and decadent art.
And as we greeted after years apart
I knew a celebration was about to start.

Let not beast or man invade my mind
for I would find that so unkind.
But now its too late
And as I dance I seal my fate.

Inserted into my vein
I placed the needle and called the name
And now nothing will ever look the same
but I enjoy this lethal game.

Full rush on in this twisted session
my mouth showing pain and loud expression.
And as I travel in this satanic procession
it describes wildfire and surreal impressions.

But all life is short and to make mine shorter still
I feel I must take one last pill.
And now I lay in box that I just fill
but my mind is free and my body is still.

End.