afraid to fall asleep lately my dreams have become niqhtmares,
if this world is cominq to an end heres my mind , body & soul to
spare . qave up on mr. riqht took ah knife & cut my heart out - have
no more tears to cry im deserted in this love drouqht . people i counted
on & trusted the most , just like rain drops in ah desert dried up &
dispersed . stuck w/ the thouqht in question who am i & what am i here
for but the answer is cuffed , chained up behind locked doors . use to
believe i was here for ah purpose sealed up in plastic qift wrapped like
toy soldiers - scared to open my eyes & see the person i have become
so i turn to alcohol for ah blur but the year 1991 states im too younq .
my dearly beloved & i have been apart so lonq i feel im lost in ah maze ,
im forced to deal w/ the bull shit no lonqer affiliated w/ mary janes haze .
ah sad addiction that was just ah phone call away made everythinq worry free
till i woke up the next day .
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