by Michael Orr

Created on: January 30, 2009

My heart pounds
My pulse beats
Hear the street sounds
Give me my 9 o'clock treat

I search the land
To find a helping hand
Find a fix tonight
Drop out of sight

It's calm now
For a little while
Till the voice returns
Saying find it now

Whatever I do
It's not enough
Next time
I'll buy twice as much

Whether powder, rock or brick
It's never enough to make it stick
Day after day, year after year
I yearn for once to hear

You don't need me anymore
It works not now nor ever before
I'll do damn near anything to score
Steal from a friend or rob a store

The end comes quickly
Though it took years
Pulsing through my veins
With nothing to fear

I once had a life
Once felt love
That led to strife
Maybe the answer lies above

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