The atmosphere engulfs me, shades of white.
Slowly moving towards the object of my hatred.
The ink tediously spilt welcomes me to this obstrusive feeling,
The water flowing calmingly behind me
Delicate, Nausious,
Too much time spent on thinking,
I am here.
Gleaming metal and coarse cloth,
I am here.
Passing tiles and stares are my scenic route.
I glance up, The gateway to my destination,
Warm blankets and soothing atmosphere.
My destination.
Disorient me, oxygen.
Disorient me ivory lights.
Tear and shove, I long for feeling.
Tear and shove, I long for touch.
Snaking through my crimson femoral, enter the chamber.
Ryhthmic machine my hatred, My life.
A failure
This is not exactly finished, but I thought i'd share.
__________________ There's no pussy here, just a dose that'll make you wish you were born a woman.
The atmosphere engulfs me, shades of white.
Slowly moving towards the object of my hatred.
The ink tediously spilt welcomes me to this obstrusive feeling,
The water flowing calmingly behind me
Delicate, Nausious,
Too much time spent on thinking,
I am here.
Gleaming metal and coarse cloth,
I am here.
Passing tiles and stares are my scenic route.
I glance up, The gateway to my destination,
Warm blankets and soothing atmosphere.
My destination.
Disorient me, oxygen.
Disorient me ivory lights.
Tear and shove, I long for feeling.
Tear and shove, I long for touch.
Snaking through my crimson femoral, enter the chamber.
Ryhthmic machine my hatred, My life.
A failure
This is not exactly finished, but I thought i'd share.
This seems so sad at the end. I think because it captures that feeling of the chokehold of addiction.
