Incantations

Pissing blood
She smells like her bed
She casts little spells all over her body

Flicking the syringe
Her jewel toned eyes
Look like a sea serpent's

Sedated and screaming
The chemicals in her mind
Form a perfect toxic cocktail
All she does is worry
Rocking back and forth

Lonely, lonely
Lonely, lonely

"I feel it in me"
She's like a hole
Dressed in shreds
And scared to death
Take my blood
And see whats wrong