THE LAST TRIP

I went through pain,
I went through sorrow,
I've been despaired
with no tomorrow.

My heart was dead,
my soul was hollow.
The one I've seen
was bottle to follow.

I've fell into flames
and got to the bottom ...
the worst sick nightmare
became my home.

I died alone
in my own hell
to be reborn
outside of there.

* Dedicated to Alexander Stevenson *

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