I've got cocaine in my beard snorting from my truck
Tennessee Mash wallowing on my breath
I'm so bloody high I just don't give a fuck
Keeping this train rolling could mean my death.
Snorting up again
Is always fucking with my brain
My nose is constantly dealing with the pain
Boring holes right through my nose
Scrambling around for my keys
I find myself on my knees
Blackout coming in full force
This is my way of remorse
Visions of a mortuary slab
Cause me to visit drug rehab.
Matt. Jan. 15th, 2019. 1:48PM.
I often write to heal my wounds of traumas of my past. Inspiration comes to me from my writing, and I would hope one person is able to benefit from this read to reassess their life goals. I willingly accept any gratuities to help fund my Reiki and Holistic training I will pursue. Thank you.