A star comes crashing
Through the veil
Invigorating
With each inhale.
Shrouded in
Swathes of grey
Young minds play
The chaos games.
Four letter words
MDMA
Pill-pressed love
Hazes the fray.
Stumbled thoughts
On sidewalk slivers
Mangled hopes
In Vodka rivers.
Substance maelstrom:
Overdose,
The Kids play on,
Chasing ghosts.
Heads on pavements,
Hearts on death row,
The Thrill claims lives
& fractures souls.
A million times,
the Kids, they die,
Trying so hard
To feel alive.
Crystallized
Into the night
The star-crossed love
Of cold street lights.
Paper Street Diaries 