Behind My Mask

I see the world through the warped glass of narcotics. 

A constant dream from,
A shivering mind.
Feelins dulled down,
And numbness refined.

I see the world from behind its cracked surface. 

My head's in dark clouds;
Can't breathe in the smoke.
I want to inhale,
But fear I might choke. 

I see the world from behind my mask.