The way I'm staring you'd think i popped a bean
I'm not nodding off, I ain't sipping on no green
I'm spinning, delirious, nauseous
Shot after shot, beyond being cautious
I can feel the poison in my veins
Maybe today is that day
I run out of breath and out of things to say
I think about my family when I feel a light
Natural selection? I close my eyes so I can not think twice
Do I want that necessarily? I digress
Using more of this bottle as a knife inside my chest
Killing me softly with Blanca, Anejo, can't get enough of Reposado
The day I lost it all sparked this friendship
Parties strengthening the bond
At first I wasn't feeling this, but now I'm quite fond
This is sacred to Infinity and beyond
That's my peace, my say
Countless weekends and I still have to go to AA meetings
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High on Life
PoetryMany ways that different drugs can make you feel. From hardcore to little boosts, you still have your fix. Some struggle with addiction, some with moderation, some with just tolerance. Take a trip with me friends, buckle up!
