Dark days

Losing focus, staying on the path, it is hard to figure out the math, when drugs is the first and last, part of your day, wasted as you lay, in the pit where your feces laid, forgotten and afraid, full of venom and rage, values stuck in a cage while demons are lose, sipping on grey goose, while contemplating whether or not this noose is suited for my... wait what am I saying, I am just playing, playing a balancing game on the roof, tip toeing on the edge of insanity, suicidal, that is just a phase, the mirror doesn't show my face, but has shown what these drugs have done, I am seldom dumb, but I am numb, so I sit and toke, mind running away from the smoke I blow, laughing at a joke, that these drugs will finally get a hold, take its toll, looking out the window, stiff like a scared scarecrow, feeling so low, like 10 years of snow, no sun, that is where depression begun,

I miss that girl

I miss that girl, miss our adventures between the sheets, I miss how your legs would wrap against mine, toes gliding and slowly caressing growing on me like vine, under the open curtains moonlight shines, sipping a full glass of wine, grinning like sex was lingering in your mind, like a cat prrring, eyes wanting, body burning, mouth salivating and yearning, intense and naughty stare twirling your hair, sex in the air, slowing bearing, one by one, i miss that girl, i miss how we used to twirl, engraved in my mind like a mural, but now gone, memory like a funeral, i miss that girl