Nostrils flare to form open doors
A furious entry leaves my capillaries swollen
How can something so white
burn purity black?
I tremble
I wobble
I cough and I stumble
The ground feels as cold as my draining persona
A fool and his curiosity
Temple without tolerance
In one split-second my pupils dilate and shatter
Drowning in tears: a consequence suffered
Too much, too fast
Taken badly, very rapidly
I wish I could clutch my stomach even tighter,
taking some focus off the pain in my chest
Words fail to find their place in me
(and so does a heartbeat)
I'm flying through emptiness
With only four senses left...
...three...ears twitch internally
... ... ... ... ...two...hands grow numb
... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...one...sight replaced by darkness

The final step to an unintentional farewell...

This is the last straw (I will ever use to snort cocaine)
It has to be...
...because I'm dead now