Hypnotic Haze – The Last Confession of an Addict

Tripping by the moonlight, fatal mistakes
the feeling of flight over the night sky
as the drugs kick in a reality of delight
feels so right, hold tight
as the down brings the destruction of the high
a heavy head takes rest upon the floor –

Cold hardened earthen crash
dirt forms underneath unkempt,
burnt-yellow fingernails
scratching,
crawling skin,
sin
demons lie,
insides die.
Found on the Floor Dead
the newspaper article headline read.