She could lose herself rounding the corner
Rounding a number, rounding up kids
In the embrace of a man,
A manic monologue, a new baby
She could find a melody and hold onto it for seconds at a time
Searching for true notes and faltering
Until she remembered
What she was supposed to be doing
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Drugs
Have made you old and me older
Drugs and mental illness
Drugs and mental illness interspersed with accusation, rationalization, retaliation
Arrests, hearings, warrants
Missed opportunities and stagnation
Suicide attempts and hospitalization
I could go on
But it started with drugs
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Do you remember just a day ago
Walking along through the fresh-fallen snow
To the places only you would know
Live and let live and live and let die
Don’t ever stop and think and wonder why
Keep your eyes forward and toward the sky
Troubled man with long dark hair
Flying higher in the smoky air
Mr. Mojo risin’ way up there
......
I’ve been needing your lies
I’ve been craving your poison
I’ve been missing your demons
I’ve been loving your hater
While I was playing with death
While it was fucking me upside down
While I was freezing face to hell
I’ve been moaning your name
When my hands were trembling
When my soul was jumping
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my mind is overthinking
the ship keeps on sinking
the cup is overflowing
but my mind keeps on going
nothing but my anxiety growing
my sadness surely showing
but my mind is now rowing in my thoughts
the ship might as well be a yacht
a party for the distraught
with the demons they haven't yet caught
......
Four years elapsed,
Since the world collapsed,
And I still can’t delete it,
Delete it from my head.
The concrete impaction,
One solitary action,
From able to chained,
Chained to his deathbed.
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She’s tricky
She undermines your progress
Suggesting things based on what you’re weak about
You realize in her absence it was all nonsense
*****
She attacks you, she protects you
She distract you with things you don’t need
Just to get herself stronger
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It juts. An imperfection lying, no, sticking
Out like a stranger spotted on a dark street.
Removal is the only redemption
Worth having. Sterile; safe.
It is pulled. Discharged
And all that is left behind is the dull
Contusion.
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My good girl mouth is used to soap
The rabid foam of rancid hope
I ache instead for languid smoke
To be washed clean with rum and coke
My schoolyard brain too dumb to cope
Its volatile isotope
Decays me slowly from the yoke
A half-life spent in gory choke
Do you remember just a day ago
Walking along through the fresh-fallen snow
To the places only you would know
Live and let live and live and let die
Don’t ever stop and think and wonder why
Keep your eyes forward and toward the sky
Troubled man with long dark hair
Flying higher in the smoky air
Mr. Mojo risin’ way up there
......