Catastrophe
Catastrophe shaped like a masterpiece
These drugs put her at ease
So she sells her soul for these things
And as she walks home with the cash in her palms
Her insides fall apart like she swallowed a bomb
The drugs will fix her
Make her feel right
Not wrong
Her whole life she just wanted to belong
But as she comes down
The voices get loud
Tell her shes worthless
Getting high is her purpose
To quiet them she gets higher
And she just wants to die
Her, eyes start to water
The drugs really got her
She knows of nothing else
No other life, no
So her mind wanders
"Who would be sad if I wasn't here tomorrow?"
She comes up with a list
Filled with just her tricks
And realizes this is a life she doesn't wanna live
So she lays on her bed and ties up her arm
Shoots herself up, the last straw
As she dies one tear drops from her eye
In the beginning she would have never thought the drugs would take her life