Intertwined In One

Oh gawd. Oh gawd. Oh gawd.
The room is spinning so lively around.
Around and around and around and around.

I'm in my car right now.
And I have no where to go.
So I'm sitting here in my car.
With a baggie filled of heroin inside.
Because Oxycodone is too damn expensive to get.

I am nowhere stable.
I am nowhere sober.
I am nowhere drug clean.
And I am nowhere happy.

So I have my drugs.
And I have my powder.
Get the spoon out.
My hand is shaking.
I can't keep the spoon steady.
Okay, okay, okay.
It's on the spoon, its on the spoon.
Cotton balls? Do I have cotton balls?
Where's the fucking cotton balls?
I think they're in the glove department.
Wait, careful, don't spill any!
Okay, carefully open it. Steady Gerard. Steady.
Got it, wait why do I have cotton balls?
Fuck that, just fucking fire this shit up.
Bubble bubble bubble.
Put the cotton in. Is it before or after?
I don't fucking know anymore.
Ahhh, its almost done.
Get the needle out of my pocket.
Inject that shit inside.
Ahhh, perfect. Just perfect.
Take of my belt. Having trouble. Damn, hurry up!
Put it around my arm, and tighten.
Where's my damn vein?!
I can't find a vein?!
Oh, finally! There's one.
Put the needle in, just a tiny shot of pain.
And press down....

Calm. Just calm. Just perfectly fucking okay.