It's a crutch and I know it When I suck it in and blow it out The pain which was overwhelming fades away What was once killing me Is now soothing My mind is tricked from a smokescreen Disease is more appealing than scars Which are visible to the naked eye Take a long drag and my insides tingle It's a freedom I shouldn't need The choice to kill myself in a complete way Or let mutalation take its toll The blood or my lungs? An open vein or a confused mind? Hating makes me die There's no way to live Feeling is expressionless Living is a high low My crutch lets me cry When I snuff it out, I need another Breathing is hard when aided along Fear can touch me What is this death brought on by? Open up and please let me stop I love to watch you live Because it's so much easier than watching me die
5/5/01
