Being Dead

[deadpie]

On a wet rainy day when I'm nodding away
Smoking black tar and snorting cocaine
Took a spoon and nabbed out pieces of my brain
Kissed the blade and skinned my face
I clenched the syringe in my palm
As I tightened a belt around my arm; In came my mom
She said, "I knew you'd use you shitty excuse for a human being
Come here son and I'll light you up some green."

Lick the spoon and let it crawl in your arms
Bring me down until I can't do any harm
Slipping in that infinite euthanasia
Shoot this arm until it's full of smack
Pray for sunshine in the morning
Wake up being dressed in a casket

Slashed my fucking neck and everyone had a hoot
The blood stains smudged on the walls of my room
The next day they were stomping on my grave
Fucked my corpse and destroyed the remains.

[Skeletal-Chic]

That was really good, again I see Chuck Palahniuk here :P. It was amazing and vivid and showed the bleak and destructive nature of drug use. I love it right until the last line which seemed a tad out of place Drug Use + Necrophilia = One Confused Benny :P
Like it though :)

[deadpie]

That was really good, again I see Chuck Palahniuk here :P. It was amazing and vivid and showed the bleak and destructive nature of drug use. I love it right until the last line which seemed a tad out of place Drug Use + Necrophilia = One Confused Benny :P
Like it though :)

Thanks. Everything I write usually involves necrophilia because it's something that I kind of have a "thing" for and can't go a day without talking about. I really wish I could control myself from writing or talking about that subject, but it's always being thrown in.

[dead]

Thats viscous.