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Freak on Speed

CrimsonQueen

Bluelighter
Joined
Aug 27, 2001
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Hong Kong
I am not addicted to you
I am just addicted to smelling you
The sweet offerings of your power
That penetrates right into my head
The refreshing crystals flowing
Through my nostrils direct to my brain
Sending it's waves of endless energy
Right into every nook of my flesh
What have I become?
Oh, oh, oh
But, but I feel so good
-so good, so powerful, so strong
I never want it to end
My strength is the strength of ten!
You look upon to me as superior
When I talk
My words flow like sweet melody –
Bitter sweet and twisted
I don't walk
I glide swifter than the wind
I radiate
Confidence and power
Wit and warmth
I need no sleep nor food
And all of sudden
Reality descents
I look upon yourself
I am superman no more
All I was
Was another freak on speed
Another human
Enveloped in the misery of the world
Energy vanishes
I collapsed into a heap
I began to see
Walls turning green
Holes in wall opening
Faces in the mirror
'This, I say to myself,
'Is my favorite part.'
My body is flashing danger signs
Of it's speed abuse
I guess maybe it's tired of it
I guess maybe the body was never built for speed
But nevertheless, I sat very still
Amused by this weird world I am in
Hallcinuations stronger than LSD
I thought I lost my mind there for a while
And the next thing I knew I woke up in bed
I got up like an old man
Looking forward to another day of superhuman energy
Reaching for the bag of those little crystal meths
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"You, are my Crimson Queen." - biggles
 
damn....this was very powerful. my roomate and now best friend became addicted to speed in high school and described it somewhat like this. she told me should would rather see me put a needle in my arm then start doing speed. and the few, random sporadic times i have done it...oh shit, she went through the roof.
beautiful, powerful words...i felt them through others eyes....
 
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