Adolescent obscurity flows through these veins, toxic waste of pure dreams, smoke of the unknown runs through these lungs

The thrust of the needle feels barely a pinch to heroin at the tip or monster so to speak has natural rhythm now

The noise surrounding as we go out for some air, I stumble lightly as you gently chuckle to catch me; the monster, deeper and deeper in my veins, while the words you speak comes out in rambles, structures falling, spinning all around

As you push me up against the wall, I close my eyes as your lips touch mine.. the taste of cocaine and smell of whiskey on your breath send shivers down my spine

You take my hand, pull me up to the attic where you have Kurt Cobain playing.. the touch of your trembling lips as they kiss my body, the warmth embrace of your hands grasping at my waist make me shiver as I close my eyes at the knowing of what's about to happen.