Sippin' slow on that purple potion,
Memories swirl like a chaotic ocean,
Eyes low, stuck in perpetual motion,
Heartache deep, an emotional erosion.
Lean got us lost in the hazy night,
Ghost of her laugh in flickering light,
Needle marks and tracks in sight,
Chasin' dragons till morning bright.
Losing her, still aches like fresh wounds,
In this world, we're just sad cartoons,
In the graveyard of old, sweet tunes,
Lost in our thoughts, in purple monsoons.
Pop pills, numb the pain of loss,
Every high feels like a double-cross,
Her smile, now a spectral gloss,
Life without her, such a heavy cost.
Roll the blunt, inhale deep regret,
Eyes fill with tears, can’t forget,
Her scent, her touch, a losing bet,
In dreams, she's close, we're still a duet.
Losing her, still aches like fresh wounds,
In this world, we're just sad cartoons,
In the graveyard of old, sweet tunes,
Lost in our thoughts, in purple monsoons.