Thoughts of you constantly play in my mind.
My sobriety in question, but the thought of your love is what keeps me drunkenly high.
Memories clash unremittingly, mental projection, clips of beauty divine, they placate sensual aggression. Me watching from the outside, frozen in time.
Memories of dark winding roads, high-speeds and those flashing lights.
Transfixed in the moment, I need another hit just to get right.
Forgetting the past, just letting go, giving into my sedative as my eyes get low, I crave.
Add to the imagery; pictorial view of chemistry. Questions in my mind, as if I’ve finally found my remedy.
These moments on repeat the more the dope that is you gets into me.
Hours past midnight, can we get lost?
I don’t want to be found, for another hit I’ll pay whatever may be the cost.
Translucent memories of synergy, this cocktail mix is the perfect remedy.
Whispers in the air, letting me know that it’s ok to just let go or maybe it’s the bliss of your narcotic taking control.
This is how I feel…
You next to me, I remember. Memories of my drug of choice, I fiend for. The highest high, I want more. The come down, I remember. Another hit, I yearn.
Memory, I remember, I yearn…
You see I tried love…then love “tried me”…spiraled into something ugly that I didn’t expect it to…fought with it tumultuously, until something died inside of me. I didn’t give up, more like you broke me down, more like the constant accusations and your inability to follow through methodically started to choke me out. I thought that friendship would be a strong enough bond to hold things together, but you couldn’t stand the rain, you were the bad weather.
My weighted heart left to tread in misery until I drown…
Hydrocodone, Ciroc & Patron shots, pretty #HLC with me…that’s the life to me, so tell me why would I stop? Give a fuck what the next nigga got or what he could say, when it’s all said and done I do it my way…no filter on, so I see the bitch, no realness in you but I been peeped the switch. Stay in my own lane, this where I’m comfortable, only come out eat, this what I hunger for, I’m on my Bank$ shit…time to hunger for more…
Bitch you wasn’t with me lifting in the gym!!! (Taken with instagram)
