L.S.D.

Love.

Sex..

Drugs…

Their love was toxic, vile, and distasteful to watch. At least that’s what all their friends and family said. They were both beautiful people, with a dark past, and tainted ways. Family would say their weakness grew when their tainted ways became one and the same. You see when together they were sloppy. A loose mess, like a child turning twenty-one. She hung off his shoulders all her words seemed slurred, while he waved guns in the air asking whose turn.

They don’t need family in their eyes they got love, sex, and drugs.

Mommas constantly in the room crying thinking about her little girl and her hugs.

But little girl isn’t so little anymore.

This L.S.D. Trip is so tragic it’s got her clawing at her face on the floor.

Though to her none of this is vivid almost like she’s gone blind; because the one she loves keeps saying everythings fine.

It’s fine.

It’s fine..

So they sit there day in and day out getting higher than a kite. Then they turn to each other smiling whispering everything’s all right.

Their house is a mess, covered in food, drugs, and bugs. Yet there so faded all they can do is lay there lifeless on the living room rug.

Their love for one another may be something real, but the drugs they play with in between has them living something far from real.

Family can’t talk to them friends can’t stand to be around them.

Killing each other in an erotic, deadly, drug filled kind of way. When one does try to leave the other begs and pleads for them to stay.

Love.

Sex..

Drugs…

Their love was toxic, vile, and painful to watch.