It rushes through barriers I’ve built
And goes straight to my head
I can feel the silence descend on my eyes
While I watch my innocence die by the door
I checked my conscience when I walked in
And took more drugs than I needed
When I’m floating high above
I look down on my pain I loathe so much
The truth breaks down when I’m confronted
And spills forth from my dry, empty lips
I’m watching the other side of the walls
That surround me and keep me sane
I can feel the twitches when the craving hits
And I bite my tounge trying to stay clean
Breakdowns and failures rush upon me
And I float into the euphoria of heroin
I’m not addicted as much as I’m in love
Anything to leave my soul at the beginning
Before the times of wars and fights ever began
When I was clean and the walls were open fields
Memories rush me in a barrage of silent gunshots
And my wounds gape for they need no mending
Where I’ve sat to shoot the junk that I cradle
Visions of a life unimpared flutter through me
My very blood aches from the heroin love of mine
I’ll never regret my moments of utter insanity
But no matter how hard I try to hide it inside
My pain is still so fucking obvious
The blood I bleed from wounds I meant to close
Revives my belief in the human heart and soul
For I can see within the edges of the packages
The strength it took to lift them to the step
When I can feel the junk rush through my body
And the crack rush to my head so fast
And the blow that spills into my wellbeing
I know that I still have a long time until the end.