Bliss Blood
Finding you on the streets
Was heavenly
Cascading dreams means everything
Opened my cellophane
Needing more day to day
Seeking feelings that me sway
Tracks like railroads runs through veins
Trying to draw blood in ice cold veins
Making me feel creative chit that’s the way
White or dark or sticky tar
Getting through the days are impossible so far
You give me chills but eased my pain
Wanting to let go but became your slave
Dam how you go in and out these veins
How I wish we lingered on but this chit is totally
Insane
Hopelessness, depression, regret, worthlessness, anxiety and isolation
The struggle was great the fight was real was knock out in some of these bouts thats foreal
But here I am telling you my plight how heroin lost the last fight!!!
Raul K Rios
LatinosNYC
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