High on heroin and prescriptions
You can see the angels sing
While all around you pink swans
Swallow all the changes you have made.
Round you twists the moonlight
Shadows as rodents run around
Your feet never leaving always
Biting Oh to feel the pain again.
One more time of bitter solutions
Makes your guts and stomach turn
Always anxious never happy
Holding on to lives gold ring.
Pools of blood upon the ceiling
Drip into your empty eyes
As streams of tears do defy you
Never ending pools of blood.
You aren’t lonely your just bored
Tied up in lengths of silver and gold
Maybe someday they’ll release you
As they drive into the dawn
©ronvdm777
May 2020
©ronvdm777
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