Survivor.

I'm hanging by my noose. Spinning the hours away
Dread is, sleeping, or passing out sounds more like me
Wondering if.
Your heart will beat the night through.

And when my eyes aren't shaking enough to read
I go through magazines. I want to live like what I see.
If only I could.
Wake. Clean. Work.
It's now.
Unconcious. Shot. Dirty. Shot.
Get all the junk dropped off.


I want to love you.
You feed my dreams
Keep nourishing my veins
You're the only life in me.

I want to scream.
Quit robbing me!
Stop invading my veins
You're killing me

And now the winds blowing
And my noose wraps tighter
I could never call myself
a 'heroin survivor'