Events pile up
Angry hearts stack them higher
One word sparks it off…
Emotions on fire
My home is calm and peaceful.
Empty beer bottles and dishes as far as the eye can see…
My nose stands in line, the burn sobers me up.
The mess is now clean.
The thrill isn’t thrilling.
I’m not feeling a buzz.
I’m sick of you trying to rip me off.
I hate the shit that surrounds you – the people aren’t real.
I can tell you’ve been cut, and you won’t ever heal.
Your murderers should be shot.
I hate what people will do for you.
They’ll do it for me, but because of you too.
I like monkey shadows, and the noise in my ear,
the pole dancing pig with her laugh that I hear…
Down deep in my heart, the truth I do know,
It’s a cold sunny morning here and I’m craving delicious homemade crab-apple jam on toast .
I’ve got a busy day ahead, and the little bag on my dresser waits patiently while I eat…
I’m ready to get cracking now, and my nose tingles with anticipation.
…and UP she goes .. Owww Oww… OUCH!!
I feel the effect immediately – What a rush!!!
My toes start tapping while my nose runs.