You're About As Transparent As The Pills You [Say You] Take

Dance lights blend as you spiral to the ground
[[Another overdose; Did you mean it this time?]]
Covered in neon cuts and bruises
Just another mild contusion.
Bleeding glitter; blue && green
Rainbow lips,
Morphine drips,
What’s another shattered dream?

Your hate of love calls the rain.
This acid summons ‘The End’.
Alone in your jail cell you await the bang
While your toxic past fades to black….