1:21 A.M. and The World is at a stand still
It started as I lay on the floor
It was wet, cold, and smelled of shit, piss and crack addicts
The party was a glorified bore
And the bathroom was my salvation
It resembled a white padded room
I laid there, my body numb
The floor felt like a cloud
Only because I was high
Several bleeding holes in my arms
And a pool of blood sliding down the floor’s drain
A small syringe needle still stuck in my vein
The lights were flickering because the bulbs were dying
Resemblance to the people in this club
And the drug related seizures…