Quip's Corner - A Rocky Path (addiction)

Crystalline fantasies pulsating behind rainbow eyes
The lusting motivates every action and every lie
His life is backwards, inside out
A white powder hand seals the shout
Of the withering soul lost within his own black prison
Gone from him is the power to reason
Shackled tightly with crimson addiction
A kaleidoscope trial with personal conviction
Running a marathon with no goal in sight
Numb from all feeling, not caring wrong from right
Flowing tears of misery smothered from the sun
Wishes and regrets, of a tired heart, that this rocky path had never begun.