Drug Fueled

Here's a great big fuck you to the world, eat this you piece of shit cuntbox. I am angry and I am finally ready to express it. I bounced the ball so high that it momentarily covered the sun and I wept at the beautiful sight, the fleeting relief, I'm undone by you. I promise not to hold on to the tail of this roaring mountain, it will pass me by and I will hesitate ever so precariously perched at the intersection of hate and morose wondering if I can step without earth quake. They built this cage around me with little white pills and I'm safely contained but angry angry pained, one replaced by another, what was the point of this exchange? I don't have much time and you're bleaching all the colors from the walls I want to beg but that's pathetic well maybe a little bit won't hurt too bad. Don't go don't go don't let me go I hate the weight of need that strikes me over and over again my head against the bricks thudding softly gently lovingly. It feels important, it feels like something big but I know in hindsight everything is diminished and I'll soon forget like everything everyone else have a good run sunny days I'll be waiting under the rain.