gone.

Not me any more lol.And while I'm glad its over it will always be a memory of darker days.

Spinning round and round
white lines and a dollar bill.
Little pills.
smoke I can't get enough of.
Countless bottles of clear liquid.
Falling feels like I'm falling
Faster.
Harder.
Spinning always spinning
Spinning out of control.
We Love you they tell me.
A blur of faces
a swirl of mouths
dancing to dance
dancing for them
all in a circle
all around me
cant escape
to gone
to messed up
all I have left is my heart
for I feel as though I've sold my soul
and my heart my last precious thing
promised to the highest bidder.
Gone.