I have been trying to get a grip. To pull myself up out of this hole. I should have known better, Because I have been here before.
Like a cancer within my heart, The tumor slowly tears my soul apart. The distance is a catalyst to the end, there’s no light from around the bend.
The lies and the deceit grew out of 16 million feet. Every day I wake up numb, Every day I’m told I’m dumb.
I try and push it out of my mind, But the devil and my dreams had already dined. I wake up in a cold hot sweat With a racing heart that is in debt
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By OA
May 10, 2010, 7:15pm
