letter from God

A letter came down from heaven like Jesus,
When I discovered heroin, I realized that I would never see opium, cocaine, or heroin again.
I'm having a drug crisis,
It only makes me shake with withdrawal, and I crying.
I'll spend all my money on a gun, just like Shiva told me to do,
I'll stab myself with needles and get high on incense.
What is destined by heaven cannot be undone,
It's all my disgusting pretense.
I'm don't know about self–care,
I paint singing sirens in the temple.
I'm chewing on pages with a narcotic prayer,
Heavenly gaze gentle.