Druggy Dream
OD to dose after dose
white powder all over clothes
a druggy dream
dying in your sleep but you cant scream
so many drugs that pollute the scene
have to keep coming for the everyday fiend
the drug game is mean
to be seen or unseen if you are seen
better have your sun screen
it's going to get hot
more hot than a building collapsing on fire ready or not
more hot than a blown up spot
like a teen with a straw in his nose
and a shot gun in his mouth ready and cocked
my brain is overstocked
like our grocery stores are overstocked "were hungry"
I have a bloody thought
of a shot up Tupac
that would not talk
just moan "west coast"
turn off the power to my cell phone
my eyes change color people call me two tone
am I really blown why
because I am gone. -TA
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