as i sit right in front of me
i see myself and what i be
yearning for liquid alchemy
to make me numb to make me free
without it i just feel same pain
over and over and over again
but with a sip of magic drink
theres nothing there dont have to think
muddled aching lost and trembling
nothing in my life resembling
what i want and what i need
wounded crying afraid to bleed
with this misery ill stay
at least for the rest of
today
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