There seems to be a disconnect between my mind and my reality, Where I exist in two seperate places and both maintain a certain fragility, So easily am I tossed between two different plains of existence, Yet I continue onward with an irrational sense of confident insistence, Stuck in this pattern of self destruction and … Continue reading Insanity.
Been up for a couple days straight now, sleep doesn't come easy anymore, and when it comes it's not good, memories and dreams become one, reality doesn't seem very real, the warm body in my bed doesn't cure the loneliness, the pills don't stop the noises, but the drink, the drink is still a friend, … Continue reading Sleep.
You are my prison And you are my paradise One sip, one glass and I'm lost in your trance And I need you More than ever now You're the last friend I have left You bring the quiet And only you can dull the pain But you have taken everything from me In truth we're … Continue reading Trapped In The Bottle.
I hop from bed to bed Telling my sad tale to any that will hear And they listen I don't know why But they do And I drink And they don't But they still listen And they keep letting me come back In truth I'm not much of a man More a boy I don't … Continue reading I Drink.
2 pills to numb the pain, 6 drinks to do the same, A few hours away, I escape into the maze, Where this feeling disappears, And nothing really matters, Where life is just a game, The mirror no longer shattered, I see the boy I was, Not the man that I've become, And for a … Continue reading Numb.
Nothing feels Good Anymore I've felt this way For years Bandaged that feeling For so long With Women With Booze With Pills & Cheap thrills But now My vices Are bland I still get up Still go on with my day But nothing feels good anymore I don't think I'm ok.