we’re pressing pause
with ocean water on our faces.
you’re pressing play
with syrup in your veins.
this ship is going down;
one by one
we throw you our life
jackets so you may stay afloat–
we’re already sinking anyways.large waves are hitting us now,
water blanketing the floor.
you throw your head back and laugh
and jump overboard.
all lifejackets with us, even
yours.
nothing we had could
save you.
Heroin, Pt. III: Relapse // a.s.m