Please, Don’t Blink

She's naked, sobbing at the dinner table
Her vein's constricted; heroin needle
Two children; going hungry
Unaware that mommy is a junkie

Reality is just a place she dreams about
Before cold sweats force her scream out

Her Days are just a blur
She dont wanna live no more
She's Oblivious to what occurs
It's Absurd - Living so Backwards
Her words feel like hot swords at war with that throat of hers
The tan horse ransacked her nerves
For the worse and left her purged
Forced out of the norms by some pervs
They didn't hear her screaming out that it hurts
Afterwards, they left her face down in the dirt
All high on the Devil's worst of desserts
And since then this chick's been feeling so cursed
She blames herself for all the shit that don't work
Her only concern is that the dope works
Cuz she can't cope with the scope of her own worth
Nor see past what all of the bad has shown her
Post Traumatic Stress Disorder
Gives her flashbacks in the same order
Insomniac it gets worse as she gets older
Her thoughts are getting colder
Walking that thin border
Noddin' out now from her physical controller
Her brain feels like a steamroller
She kisses her kids sleeping in a stroller
She has her daddy's shot gun holstered on her shoulder
She puts the barrel in her mouth
And decides to cross over