Thunder pounding relentlessly in his brain
Wondering streets of despair
Plundering, on and on, no night, no day
No understanding, no pain
Lusting for the drugs delight
Make shift tombs, nothing sane
Insanity prevails
Constant conflict with imaginary voices
Never stopping over and over again
Heart's pounding, racing, a volcano fueled by drugs
Erupting in violence from lack of refrain
Not loving, feeling not understanding
He cares not, no realization of truth
Believing his lies if only to retain his flight
No method to his madness
Just chasing the high, never to fly
No one can help
Till he helps himself
His destiny a deathbed of regret
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