Desolation

Battle plans have been drawn 

Swag exchanged at the pawn 

Got the tokens at last I can feed 

There's an itch I can't scratch 

A real need to detach 

From reality's nightmare and greed 

So I'll seek out my fix

Have to deal with the pricks 

Populating the world I must roam 

As I pocket my wrap 

Tram lines read like a map

Destination a heart with no home 

I would kill for this hit

Rusty tools as my kit

An escape from emotions my goal 

I was not born this way 

All the games life would play 

Forced me deeper down into this hole 

I won't use an excuse 

This is me breaking loose 

From the life I once wished could be mine 

Free from gravity's pull 

It had all seemed so cool 

When I sparked up while snorting a line