"Rushin"
the poison is running
throughout my veins
it's a kick in my lungs
tongue struggling with the taste
my brain floods with endorphins
while my pupils dilate
the familiar fire is here now
it sets my nerves ablaze
no other feeling present
then the fire in my face
rushin's what they call it
heart stuttering a dangerous race
and while you will sleep well tonight
I will not know sleep for days.
throughout my veins
it's a kick in my lungs
tongue struggling with the taste
my brain floods with endorphins
while my pupils dilate
the familiar fire is here now
it sets my nerves ablaze
no other feeling present
then the fire in my face
rushin's what they call it
heart stuttering a dangerous race
and while you will sleep well tonight
I will not know sleep for days.
♠ ♠ ♠
I just wanted to describe what shooting meth felt like. **I have been clean since May 20th. I really don't write on this style too often, or at least, haven't in a long time. I really haven't written anything that's "put together" in a long time haha. Give it a read? **may edit slightly later.