Abuse

That time for retreating
To view yourself once more
Knowing you love the high
A satisfying feeling
Coming closer to expand
Don't bother to resist
You're fucked in the middle
Pounding with your fist

Always after the worst
To ignorant to even notice
Gripping the lows
All hail the new dose
You just want more... and more
The excitement to lose it all
Far gone in it's need
Claiming to be a bad seed

In it for the fun
The seconds are yet to come
By this time tomorrow
Under the sheets, sorrowed
Next day, a new blast
Do more, suffocate in the vast
Sunken eyes, dethroned of yourself
The hand of doom is here to help

Self abuse, self torture
Maintaining the high
Relieved in the pain
Always at your command
Gazing at nothing...

Written 28-10-2001