I love how you let me in to your life
you let me know certain things that
no one knows about you and I think
that’s special because I’m getting to
know you and I like that, I like getting
to know you I hope we can keep getting
to know each other as time goes on.
knowing you // excerpt from a book I’ll never write #10
A: “How come we -just- put on Fergie now?” B: “We’ve had it on for 20 minutes, but you were outside getting high!” A: “I wasn’t smoking weed, I was knitting a new version of the Bible for homeless people.”
I have a love for meth that no one can understand.
And nothing in this world can make me feel the way she can.
Since the first time I met her I knew she was the one.
Never questioning or judging me despite the things I’ve done.
No matter what I’m going through, I know she’s always there.
Like two peas in a pod, I think we make the perfect pair.
When I’m with her, I’m invincible, having not the slightest fear.
She fills my head with lies, so my problems seem to disappear.
And sometimes she leaves me lonely, so much I’ve wished for death.
And fills me with diabolical voices who scream madness in my head.
But like I said before and repeat but once again,
No one understands unless they’ve been through where I’ve been.
On the brink of insanity filled with anger, rage, and hate.
On the path of a dead man or another prison inmate.
But be that as it may, either prison life or death,
Nothing will ever break this bond of love for my darling Crystal Meth.
And as she slowly takes my life I bid farewell goodbye.
But you can bet your bottom dollar on my deathbed I’ll be high.