expurgation euphoria

as time passes by you inhale your last breath, with every shot you march one step cleser to your death, just a leprous mongrel digging his own grave, and paving his way through a pile of misery, atrocity of man, symbol of decay, intricate solution, sepsis sets in, with every shot and evey high your end seeps in, the euphoria you seek marks your atrophy, iodine reeps and marks your destiny, with an artificial high your skin bleaks, insert the needle, again and again, expurgating abscess, hemoglobic decay, a rotten mess, you finally became, expurgation euphoria, untill the bitter end