Death By Addiction

"Death by Addiction" Anger sets in as the fire begins somewhere down below. I feel the pain, again and again praying it soon will mellow. Then starts the noise and I loose all poise to the rumbling sound of a cymble. What can this be that is killing me? Life use to be so simple. Away with you bats or were they big gnats? Wings flapping at my ears. The pounding won't stop . I'll soon need to copp to free me of my fears. A barbituate diet, all has gone quiet. Too much has already been said. I am now at the station of great expectation. Soon I'll most likely be dead. Life so insane, to die, one and the same. Both mysteries to be certain. I take my last breath to the coldness of death as I bow down to the final curtain. The Applethoughtrotten