A Lost Soul
Spinning, her world seems to move so fast
Or maybe it's an illusion disguising the past
She thinks a lot about what's behind
She wonders if happiness she'll find
She relives fantasies of her highs
That are shattered by her failed tries
The drugs and the needles were her sin
She'd quit but doesn't know where to begin
Instead her day will start like the one before
She gathers tools and puts them on the floor
The pain she carried was too much to hold
Her soul was broken and her heart was cold
She tries to hurry before her mind awakes
She goes quickly, with whatever it takes
her burdens used to define when she used
Now addiction has control, her arms bruised
Hands shaking with anticipation; she drew near
Barely able to stay steady; she was full of fear
shaking she places the needle to her skin
She gently pushes until it pops and she's in
As it drains inside she thrusts harder for more
The rush she feels burns hot in her core
Her eyes flicker and the relief flows
Each time she hits her hunger grows
pain in her arm surpasses that in her heart
For a moment it's hard to tell them apart
Her agony is worn by the scars she holds
Her soul is broken and her heart is cold
She lay motionless yet she fiends for more
Lying naked on a dirty mattress on the floor
Needles surround her, filth covers the ground
Garbage everywhere, cockroaches all around
Even in this disgust, she is oblivious and free
All of her problems have left, she can just be
she has gone to a sweet yet dangerous place
A world where all of her shame can be erased
Her blood pumps fast; her heart skips a beat
the end is coming, and she accepts the defeat
Her world fades,peacefully she drifts away
Another soul lost to the evil in the world today
This place is too big and souls drift away
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