Junk
By xX pretty vacant Xx
stick your fucking arm
stick your fucking arm
i want to feel
nothing
at all
i want to be
everything
i'm not
ceiling stars
me and you
but somehow we lost the sparkle
and we won't ever get it back...
save me...
content
in sitting
and staring
at my feet
[trackmarks...]
content
in being numb
to you
and everything else
[junkie...]
here
in my bubble
until it bursts
and i go stand
on a street corner
to buy a new one
save me....
if you're flying
the only way is down
[low...]
if you want heaven
you'll have to go through hell
to get there...
[kill me...]
i want heaven
and i've been through my hell
but paradise never seems
to last
save me...
i want heaven
and i found it
for a couple of years
staring at my feet
[trackmarks....]
but what do you do
when your heaven falls to pieces
around you
and you're left without
the only thing you need?
[junkie...]
i want heaven
but heaven doesn't want me
broken needles
lying next to me
on the ice cold floor that bruises my skin
lying next to my dreams
that are fading fast
and my life
that won't sellotape back together
[again...]
save me...
[from myself...]
Comments on "Junk"
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A former member wrote:
I can relate. Good piece. Though a little commercialized still a great piece.
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A former member wrote:
oh, the dependencies of addiction and the hot and cold effects we feel from the drugs...incredibly written, made me feel inside your mind.
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On Tuesday, May 10, 2005, Kinkypoptart
(555) wrote:
lost the sparkle... great, you're brilliant. ~*~Tart~*~
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On Friday, January 2, 2004, Jaded Jezzabelle
(328) wrote:
WoW...I don't know what to say...you a voice something important that needs to be heard by society and all the "normal" people in it...Keep it up!!
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A former member wrote:
I agree with what they've said. This is a clear look at a harsh reality. Well written.
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On Tuesday, December 16, 2003, purr_verse
(1052) wrote:
makes me think of a couple of friends of mine...one still here, one not... sad and vicious, evocative work. purr