Nightmares haunt me rather I am asleep or wide awake I wonder how far can I bend before I actually break
So much for these nights of quiet contemplation I was swallowed whole by the chaos from the very moment of my creation.
I cry out, I beg, I plead, I pray All in search of a better way It gets harder everyday For me to hold my demons at bay Everything I say at least to me sounds so cliche Not that it matters what I say For there's no one listening to me anyway
To the sky I blow the smoke from my cigarette I try my best not to live with any regret I keep telling myself not to get so upset Over things that haven't even happened yet
I feel like I am stagnet kind of like smoke that has gone stale Maybe it's me roasting over the open flames in my own hell
Every time I turn around I come across another complication So now I am seeking out a little salvation
In reverse I am falling free in a tail spin I cannot give up nor can I give in It would be the ultimate sin If I were to let this devil win
My drug abuse is just an excuse it's like a crutch I use still I wish these demons would turn me loose
The stars in my dark sky do not shine bright enough for me to see So through the sinister darkness I stroll blindly
I am headed to a pretty place now where the flowers grow Steadily I am just rocking this **** bowl I may be back within an hour or so Then I'll travel on to places even angels fear to go
Fire burning everything down it's now all like ashes to dust scattered by the wind When will this torment ever ******* end I'm not your foe but I am indeed a fiend my friend So I guess it's here we go again
I'm only crazy when I start to go sane When I'm so numb I actually long to feel the pain Everything I wrote is twisted perverse explicit and profane My misery these words do contain Every day it's harder for me to be able to maintain Every symbol is utter drips with much disdain Yet here I am melting in this acid rain
I think the end maybe coming soon, Eyes bigger than the neon moon Animated I'm all drawn out like a **** cartoon Looking at the morons all red assed like a **** baboon I'm stark raving mad laughing like a loon All the while I am being crushed underneath the weight of this pending doom My cluttered room is starting to feel like a tomb Disastrous behaviors I resume *** and sweat scent the air like a new perfume The toxic fumes colorful as a peacocks plume Shot gun blasting off with a sonic boom
I lost myself in a God forsaken place So far out of reach from my saving grace I drink of my misfortune it has a bitter taste **** this Life what a waste I can't seem to keep up the pace Faster than me are the ghosts that chase Haunted by all the mistakes I can't erase Here bodies have been known to disappear without a trace. You already know if there is no evidence there is no case So in the clutches of evil I smother in its empty embrace