You think you've got to drink
your way to bliss and a blind oblivion.
You know you're as scatterbrained as this
shattered life you're living in,
spinning and tripping on and around
the webs you wound yourself and then
you're head's spinning, heart's heavy,
as you lie cold and restless on the bed,
unable to sooth yourself into
slumber with sick lullibies
of what you only think
you want and don't need
as saltwater seeps from your cracked
and drying eyes.
And no one but you can save you
from the hellacious torture
you made and caged yourself within.
It's true.
You know you're the warden, the prisoner
as well as the judge
that has given the sentencing...
your way to bliss and a blind oblivion.
You know you're as scatterbrained as this
shattered life you're living in,
spinning and tripping on and around
the webs you wound yourself and then
you're head's spinning, heart's heavy,
as you lie cold and restless on the bed,
unable to sooth yourself into
slumber with sick lullibies
of what you only think
you want and don't need
as saltwater seeps from your cracked
and drying eyes.
And no one but you can save you
from the hellacious torture
you made and caged yourself within.
It's true.
You know you're the warden, the prisoner
as well as the judge
that has given the sentencing...
