Production, proficiency,
timing, delivery
New fuel to inspire me
Energized, tired eyes
Dumbfuck-had too many tries
Reminisce, Visualize.
My own mistakes, I scrutinize
While pain penetrates & pries
Equivalent exchange:
one lives while another dies
Losing sleep&mental peace
Imagining what would be
my newborns baby feet
Taylor's eyes&her teeth
My hair& pink cheeks
Perplexed, sad, I'm ashamed
Self destructive- poisoned brain
Life may fuck you, mine ran a train
Words ebbed before they flowed
She was unhappy & he didn't know-
Memories made, none to make.
vision blurry I need to
hurry
Myself and my addiction I hold to blame.
Endless cycle? Or can I change?
Life was better
before meth came.
-Dalmata Araña
Damn. Hope you can turn your
Damn. Hope you can turn your life around my friend. Its never too late, or so they say.