Do I still cross your mind?
by Lance Carthen
The love you thought you left behind.
If you open your book of forgets, its me you find.
Off in the black vacuum I cry.
The piece of shit you thought had died.
But I was with you everytime you got high.
When your veins collapsed.
When you'd snort your lines.
I was in that dark corner watching you smile.
A contradiction, a life in denial.
I guess the big question is...
Who am I?