suffer from
e.x.h.a.u.s.t.i.o.n
memories and thoughts collide
into a state of
m.e.n.t.a.l.p.r.e.c.a.u.t.i.o.n
surrender to the
d.a.r.k.n.e.s.s
that has rendered you
into the very depths of
h.e.l.l
(is this a dream?)
do you really know who your
f.r.i.e.n.d.s
are now?
(is this a nightmare?)
mix your thoughts of
"this and thats"
into denial and
r.e.t.r.e.a.t
(movie? fairytale?)
measuring years of hurt and
p.a.i.n
t.e.a.r.s and b.l.o.o.d
(no...)
what is the cloud
you're living through?
continue to ask yourself
"is this good for me?"
but yet again the black of
n.i.g.h.t
leaves you
b.l.i.n.d
now
"who's life am I
l.i.v.i.n.g
now?"
(m.i.n.e...?)