CAMELOT FANTASIES

Despondent
Shivering in the cold
Wondering how to make it though the day
Temperature plummets through the night
Permeating freeze through my tattered clothes feeling old
Life's had its way
Rejected from the corporate world
Sold my soul to the commerce devil
Ascended into the height of luxury
Descended into all its vices
They called me the king of trade
Constant need of drugs, pure evil
my climb to the top
Back stabbing
Conjured lies
Paying spies
Corporate God no one could stop
Hard cold smile tattooed on my face
Granite hard my soul forgot
Dark entities had their way
I welcomed them
Prescription pills, 8 ball, heroine
Drugs a choice to fight for the space
My focus got skewed
My wife replaced
Blame & hate I placed
That sweet surrender
Drug was my lover of choice
Euphoric the need to feel that special high
Hearts and bodies I would plunder
Downward spiral was fast and hard
Without my toys
Felt my skin crawl
Constant stabbings I procured
Glass shards
Pierced my skin as I peel
The false **** smile
As I'm sleeping on a subway vent
Fighting to keep warm
Lost the fight
No need for charm
Living in the streets
Drug of choice
Any type of alcohol
Desperate need to forget it all
Hovering in my dirty tattered clothes
Fight the demons
Of my dark demented mind