kid, you should just stick with what you know.

4/27/10. i hope it makes sense to more than just me. its not my traditional style by any means, but i'm trying to go out of my comfort zone.

one, two three, floor.
each pill slides down my
throat as i stumble out the door.

one, two, three, floor.
with every shot downed,
i convince myself to do more.

five, six, seven, hate,
i know that with each kiss
you sing a lie and f**k with fate.

five, six, seven, hate,
don't bother saving me
because i think it's too late.