Sanity (Frerard)

Smoking

When they returned,

Bert handed me a tiny plastic bag.

"I paid good money for this little bit so you better like it."

The substance inside was crystalline.

"What's this?" I look up at him.

"It's crack. It's the same thing as your cocaine, except you smoke it."

He handed me a pipe.

"It'll make you happy, real quick."

I smiled.

"...But it's like a roller coaster ride. It's really fucking fun, but it doesn't last very long."

That brought me down.

But I wanted to feel it.

Honestly, I don't even think I want it to make me happy,

Because I already have everything to make me happy.

I have Frankie

And music

And Mikey.

I think I just want it

For the hysteria it gives me.

It's destroying me though.

It's noticeable now,

Since regular doses don't work on me anymore.

"You smoke?" Kellin asked.

"Once, when I was like a teen. Just to try it, you know? My boyfriend used to smoke. I think he stopped, because I can't remember the last time he did smoke."

He nodded.

"Here," and Bert handed me the pipe, "you take it in like you would a cigarette, alright?"

I nodded, and inhaled it.

the sensation first made me cough out smoke, but then I smiled.

Straight after, I felt a surge of energy through my body,

So I smoked it again,

And again ,

And a last time,

Till Bert wanted a try.

My toes wiggled

and my eyes

Widened.

I laughed out.

Bert laughed too after his smoke.

My senses were heightened.

Everything was so vibrant after that.

I touched Bert's cheeks,

"You are so PINK."

We both burst out giggling.

Bert brought me closer to him

He smelled like alcohol.

Normal me wouldn't like it.

But happy me doesn't give a shit.

I tried to get up for some reason,

But Bert pulled me back down,

Making me land on top of him.

"I want some of that." Kellin said, and took a smoke.

"Me too." Vic chirped.

Now, we were all laughing,