This is based on an old friend of mine, who's boyfriend at the time had a serious crank problem. He's alive and well now, off the drug, thank God. I also knew the guy, and he'd call me up for help, freaking out because he was too high, or couldn't stop... evil, evil drug.

Crank

Silence deafening
at the edge of time
I see your eyes, the pupils large
and my fear arises
your hand raises to strike
you know I see truth
and I turn away
cringing
and not really wanting to know
wishing that you'd come back.
My world spins
as I lose myself in laughter
my mind scrambled
words not thought about
and more laughter erupts
this is how I cope with you
and I smell the incense burning
ocean streams up and around
covering telltale smells
shrouding my brain
so I don't see you killing yourself.
Telephone rings loud
and the I.D. shows it's you
your voice desperate and insane
the fear thick in your mind
as I say I love you, goodbye
I hear you say sorry
and I turn to my pillow and cry
as my mind sees your blood
and I know I will worry no more.