Is the pain worth the narcosis Do you find pleasure in the temporary bliss? Or si the placed weight Bearing down to great? Your nasctic minds turn so easily All faith is lost in your immaterialism, Yet you preach it like the breath of life Of which you know not but use only to explain your strife Does your mind stand ready to capture Do you wait for rapture? Do you long for that ineffable feeling Is it like a miracle of healing? Or is your mind and body in bondage Do you suffer from its pillage? Do you think our thoughts paranoid Do we suffer from a void? Is there something we don't perceive Your dreams you acheive? Then why do you lie in a hospital bed Then why no more more thinks your head?
Reason for writing:
Drug Abuse.
Birth sign: Cancer
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