A smile – wrong
On the face of my demise
Lost in a downward spiral
Becoming what I despise

Glance at the mirror
Don’t know what to feel
The girl I know I used to be
Was replaced by this shell

Falling again
My descent is gaining speed
My addiction pushes me
And it’s driven by my need

Pills and powder
I can hear their evil laughter
They are very well aware
Of how to change before to after

Melancholy
Sinking deep within my soul
Drugs can make the pain recede
But to believe that makes me a fool

Pills and powder
They laugh at me as I scream
I don’t even want to stop
So entangled in their scheme

Falling again
Losing my last viable grip
Trying so hard to save myself
Realize it’s too late as I slip

Glance at the mirror
And all that I can see
Is the sickening excuse
For the girl I used to be

A smile – wrong
On the face of my demise
At the bottom of my spiral
I’ve become what I despise

09/07/2011

Posted on 09/07/2011
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