Wanderings...

Tremors of an angel
Can almost see her skin crawling
Writhing for a hefty fix
On her knees begging mercy
Anything to stop the itch
Can’t stop shaking
Dilated pupils and watery eyes
Stomach cramping, panic climbing
Not hungry? There’s a surprise
The need has her sweating
Like a beautiful angel that fell
And is now staring directly into
The flames of junkie Hell
Ah! A white light…
Better still, white powder
Coming her way
To restore her power
Smoke it, inject it, a snort?
Any method to warm the cold
And this helpless condition
That makes her feel so old
It’s all happening so fast
Should have know this kind of good
Was too incredible to last
Flying, flying, dreaming now
Then, back to reality she fell
To sleep and experience infinity
In good old Heroin Hell








Close your eyes
Often times, I had wished for your death
As had me fighting so hard to survive
I hoped you’d have to steal for your last breath
As life slid stealthily from your eyes

The youth you stole for so many years
Is now mere vengeance and conviction
Turning me into an assassin of crocodile tears
A cold hearted, softly sobbing contradiction

But now, I’m hoping you survive an eternity
So you can live, and relive that dark September
Forced through nightmares for time’s infinity
Flashbacks of all you gave me to remember

So live forever, close your eyes, and dream
The boogieman waits to swallow your scream