Sunday, June 16, 2013

Choke



So who am I really
Was I this when I started?
I just popped some pills, were you countin? 
This broken teenaged adult mutant addicted to more than a few
Drugs always available, hopping out of their bottles, diving down my throat, it makes me choke 
Knowing that my high is too high, 
And day becomes night 
Im tired
Of pretending I'm alright
I guess it's time to go, 
I will be taking flight 
Searching the heavens my heart left behind
I wonder if I can still hit rewind 
They tell me therapy cures 
And rehab for sure 
But did anyone ever know 
How the stakes go from so high to so low 
An instant changing all
When from a too high high, you fall

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