The Dragon

[reikiman]

I went to my own carnival
A dragon it did smoulder
Chased it down
That line of brown
I wish I could have told ya

I wish I could have told ya
Exactly how I felt
A cold, hot breeze
Down through my knees
I felt my body melt

I felt my body melt
Was wrapped in a moist warm womb
But ten more hits
Ten lines of ****
Without them Just gloom

My raspberry ripple, melted ice cream buzz
Has vanished in a haze
Now I use a pin
And i CANT grin
I'm lost in a gear sick maze

Lost in a gear sick maze
Begging for a buzz
A knock comes loud
Fall through my cloud
Oh bollocks, ****, **** its the fuzz

Oh bollocks, ****, **** its the fuzz
The scag has now turned stale
I'm in a fix
I need a fix
I face a stratch in Jail

Inside is so much easier
I even get to eat
It weren't like that
in my dismal flat
I've landed on my feet

I've landed on my feet
But the 'H' is hard to score
So I sell my skin
To a fat, sweaty grin
I am a heroin whore

I was a heroin whore
Initially what a rave
But who's the clown
now I'm six foot down
In my six by two foot grave


Written by richard king 1996

[reikiman]

xx cool xx do you like?

[reikiman]

Not any more.
I am a recovering addict and have not had a drug, alcohol, or self harm since the 18th march 2002.
I started off with alcohol, went through the BNF on psychotropic medication, then speed, pills, heroin and crack.
Thank god thats all over.

[reikiman]

Yes very much so, ironically I wrote that after watching friends that were addicted to heroin. I had only been on the so called soft stuff then, and despite what I knew i still went down that road myself. Thats addiction