by: trista groulx

Just a quick escape to make it easier to bare
Just one more quick fix to mend all the wrong
It's just one more time just get through the pain
It's one last time to help forget it all
But when the haze clears still it lies
Raw and naked before, a haunting image
Just another quick escape
One escape will always beget another
For one more quick fix never is enough
As escape really never is achieved
The magical remedies only mask the problems
When the effects clear the problem always will remain
It will still be raw and naked, now harder to overcome
Just one more quick escape to help it pass
Always becomes a larger problem
Until you finally are able to look the evil in the eye
And only your own will power will make it gone
One more quick fix, will it truly change a thing?