My Friend                (Inspired by my friends: Zsolt Lencsés and Hooligan)

˝Hey man,˝ ˝Hi,˝ ˝How ya doin?˝ ˝Fine,˝ ˝Great...you sound
kinda dreamy, what’s up?˝ ˝I don’t have eyes anymore. I see
with my
mind,˝ ˝What?˝ ˝I have white, fluffy wings that lift me up
to where
the stars are.˝ ˝What the fuck are you talking about?˝
˝Space, man. A
new world in my brain.˝

I have this friend
He plays with heroin
He overdosed but was lucky
They helped him out
Doped up in a bed, with his head
On another earth
Silently praying for a saviour

I have this friend
He jams with heroin
A skinny fuck and he’s rotting
Before my eyes
The body remains but the soul has flown away
I’ve never seen such an empty smile

They say: I don’t have eyes anymore
I see with my mind
White, fluffy wings
Fly me away
I don’t need help
I just need one more dose
I’ve given up food
And forgot to sleep

I had this friend
He loved his heroin
He hung himself, he’ll be missed
Now he’s gone away
Nothing left behind
But a shrine on an unkept grave
You never thought you were going to die