My Life's Pleasures

Old, old, old

I’m holding myself up on the last strands of life I have.

But the twine of these strands are thinning fast.

I don’t know how much longer I can last.

My heart is giving out, sticking, and skipping.

The blood in my veins won’t cease dripping. 

On this chipped and blood-stained wineglass I keep sipping. 

My tongue graced the edge of the glass. 

Now blood is pouring out of my mouth in a mass. 

I'm on the edge; I know I'm about to crash. 

The drugs in my system.

Well the test screen must have missed ‘em.

Because they deemed me clean.

Now I no longer have to feign.

I’m dreaming of the good life.

But with these toxins I swallow into my body.

I know I’m acting ungodly.

I’m fighting to survive.

But my body’s already given up the fight.

I don’t know what will happen to me tonight.

How many times will it be before I fall down on my knees.

Begging for your mercy, while drowning in your lies. 

When all that lives within me, exists inside your eyes. 

How can I know who you truly are.

When all you've ever done is hide behind a disguise? 

Old times, old memories, old friends.

Haunting me, creeping into my mind.

To keep them alive, I didn't have the time. 

I'm sorry for you my dear, I couldn't take the time. 

Our lives weren't in sync, not meant to rhyme. 

I never thought I'd die alone. 

But this is the time I must spend on my own.