ButrosButros_Grantos
Bluelighter
The same song through different ears,
switch off the radio,
too painful to bear.
Walking around, with no set place to go,
losing direction, revelling
in being lost.
Catch up with friends, laugh and smile,
at the correct prompts.
Why can't they see?
Turn to substance abuse, which, in turn
abuses me, thoroughly,
cling to my addictions.
It all goes away, the pain, the sorrow.
The happiness as well.
I am a husk.
switch off the radio,
too painful to bear.
Walking around, with no set place to go,
losing direction, revelling
in being lost.
Catch up with friends, laugh and smile,
at the correct prompts.
Why can't they see?
Turn to substance abuse, which, in turn
abuses me, thoroughly,
cling to my addictions.
It all goes away, the pain, the sorrow.
The happiness as well.
I am a husk.
