Something

Folder: 
2008

I want something to lift

the blindness from my eyes

I want something to take

this ripped up fishnet whore

and make her a new born god

I want something to give

the soul wings

and leave the body

as a distant memory

I want something to change

my thoughts into a rainbow

instead of shades of grey

I want something to transform

the pain to pleasure

and make that pleasure

mean something

Something beautiful even if it dies

I need a prescription

that never expires

A bottle of pills without a bottom

A high that never ends  

Author's Notes/Comments: 

i actually wrote this one while i was under the influence of miscellaneous pills. same with parts two, three and four.

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