Mourning Skies

High

I took a drag

To try and see

A little bit

Of ecstasy

"It'll be fun"

Or so they said

For on that night

They found me dead

High as a kite

I danced like mad

Kissing strangers

To not feel sad

A consequence

Came to me quite quick

I leaned over the toilet

Feeling sick

Coughing up memories

And lost loves and thoughts

Burning holes in my brain

Eyes plagued with blots

I'm glued to the floor

As blurs urge me to breathe

Some rush in to save me

But I'm dead as I leave

With my last thought to wander

I must tell, before I die

You're not the only one hurting

When you decide to get high