Death of the Needle

Dated 5.1.21 This is a forever goodbye to the one I thought I once was who I thought I was loved you tore down my walls of Courage made me feel so enraged the ups were Sky High but the lows left me so inferior life is like a repetition of continuous competition The feelers you made me a acquire Gave me so delicious remanence of Desire you made me feel like I was on fire I am ready for change old Playmates are long past old playgrounds are of long ago old place things must be no more I can no longer act like a tweaker be paid with drugs just like a junkie swinging around like a monkey so now forever is the end my soul body and mind are on the mend