Shit rant poems

High fucking junkie scum//oh I am I am I am I am I am

I need to go home so bad it doesn't make any fucking sense

And it swirls in my head like im off my face agains and the drugs babble in my head chemical nonsense and toxic rot brainwaves

I call and you wont pick up

My phone batteries dying
Please
Im in the rain again and im cold

Theres no one left in this dead town who loves me

No one in this quiet place who hears me

No one who lets this junkie in anymore

When he calls my body freezes over and i feel my ass stab me to my chest

I cant answer and he knows it

But he will do it every coma and every coms he dies a bit more and takes with him

Till death do trauma doth our part

I cut him off like you're trying to me

They're just acid baby and i wont again

I just want to feel something

Like when i get railed

You hurt me just how i ask and fuck me like mad

You know im so fucking crazy
And im always going to be fucked up

Ans ill be fucked up on something always

Its how i feel

Ignore the warning label on the can and the clear of the little dime coke bags

I dont give a fuck if its cut with anthrax and ill snort it off your belly

Lick it clean and try to sloppily fuck you

Your pussy is so fucking messy and wet

And im just a fucking mess
Cut me with something and ill feel something

Somewhere other than my pussy

Or my nose when i snort

Sore and freshly raw

Im so fucking addicted to you

Ans im coming off my high

Going dry

I feel my head project itself further from my world

Im not here

Im not here

Im not here and i want to go home

Ans o want to go to you

Because you get me so fucking high

And baby heres my fucking all time low