Chemical romance defines what I'm in.
Snorting lines of lies, laced with
a falsehood of what love is.

Enjoying the high that is received when
things seem to be going great, but coming down,
the headache and pain--is it worth it?

Needing a new fix, I shoot up
with the love from another--
only to then become addicted
to the true feelings of guilt.

I try drinking away what
memories remain,only to find
there is nothing left to
reflect upon anymore.

One last drag on the pipe
filled with my last bit of hope--
pain disapearing, eyes closing slowly
I have succesfully overdosed.

Dead from a broken heart--
they say cardiac arrest was the cause.
One too many times of being injected with betrayal-
---Should have went to rehab.