
Here in the silence of the night
lying awake in a chemical haze,
now i aint so sure
if i have the will to fight
and strugle anymore.
Not so high
but low in a daze,
its so hard to break a habit.
I just dont know how to take an exit.
I am stupid enough to be a clever fool,
tresspassing into your private spaces
like i ever did have a place
in your big and full little heart.
Mistaken and ridden right (and wrongly) from the start,
i am broken and now losing my heat and cool.
no it aint no anger but just hunger
coz you only left me to wonder
What type of your welcome was that so much my fascination??
Wast that seemingly full invitation just a fragment of my imagination!
Now that the prescriptions just aint performing its functions
i am stuck in the middle of this muddled junction
Should I go to the Doctor
or in the arms of Another....
