The Hook
I scream, I cry. If I fail, I will die.
I vomit, I bleed. I am weak from need.
I shiver, I shake. I lay here awake.
What is it I've done? What have I become?
I see a mirror. My end is clearer.
My hair is so dry. Redness is my eye.
Body once strong, to drug it does belong.
My mind is not here. Something I held dear.
I am no more man, a child with no land.
All I've tried to make, thrown out for spice sake.
How will I return? To love life's sweet burn?
I must rise from ash. Reach into soul's cache.
Destroy my destroyer. Leave hell's foyer.
To never look back, wrench my life on track.
-Angel Fatale-
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