I knew a girl named Christine
We played in the woods and huffed gasoline
Her older brothers were scary and mean
The things she did were quite obscene
We spent a summer in the bush
DMT and smoking kush
What's hers was mine and mine was yours
Restless addled teenage whores
Back to school and all was cool
Until I saw I was the fool
What's hers was mine, and Pauls and John
So I fucked off while she fucked on
Dirty things not meant to last
A girl I knew back in the past
Summer gone, ten years go by
Fentanyl was how she die
When I found out I still felt sad
Still recall the weird we had
I hope you found your peace Christine
You'll always be my junky queen
I feel a dream lover in my heart, mind, body, and soul. They have taken over my world and every little thing reminds me of them. They over power me. I wake up with their strength in me. They whisper in my ear sweet little nothings as I am falling asleep. Their spirit surrounds me. But yet they have no ring on me. I can taste the metal now. The blood...the bite...the bruise...that finger...these teeth...your smile...our defeat. Who won? You want me because I am experienced. I want you because you are different. Those lips, the crowd of people, the kissing, more people. The fading away from this world, your disappearance. My struggle. The words on my wall. The spit that was used to wash it off. You were almost mine. You caught me off guard. I let you in. I was dying in my dreams. Were you that dream? Are you my savior, or the killer? Are you good, or bad? You would never harm me, never did. I was so dead. Already. You came alive and ready...to take my life. Or to change my life? Create my life. I worship you.
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