Thread: One Last Rush

Today is one of those sad days
I met Ashley today; she’s a stoner and a drunk
Mandy’s been drunk for four days now
I hate it when people destroy themselves with that fuc*ing bullshit nonsense

I asked why they did it
The said because you lose control
In life there is no control to be had
Getting drunk and high is useless

So useless
None of them seem to understand it
They will lose who they are if they don’t stop
I just hate it all everything

All the bad should go fuc* off in a ditch
It all needs to die
The anger and hate and cynicism
It won’t, that’s the worst part

There could be a million people who care like I do
Who hate all this damn bullshit enough to scream
But there would always be that one last rush
Just sitting there, mocking anyone who gives a fuc*

Everything will go blurry for them, all the hurt will come back
Then they’ll realize they never knew themselves
That there was no point to lighting that last joint
To sipping down those last twelve drinks

It’s all just a tragedy playing back frame by frame
Tearing out another god damned piece of who they are
Supposedly making everything better, taking away the guilt
Until all that’s left doesn’t deserve to live

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Yeah... this one is pretty angry as far as I go. Those two people in there, at the beginning, are real and everything I said about them is too. I hate it so damn much when people go out and hurt themselves with drugs and alcohol. It makes me sad that my friends are doing, they're all younger than I am damn it, and I'm not even eighteen... It's just so frustrating.