Saturday, June 19, 2010

Last Supper

I have been trying to get a grip.
To pull myself up out of this hole.
I should have known better,
Because I have been here before.

Like a cancer within my heart,
The tumor slowly tears my soul apart.
The distance is a catalyst to the end,
there's no light from around the bend

The lies and the deceit
grew out of 16 million feet
Every day I wake up numb,
Every day I'm told I'm dumb.

I try and push it out of my mind
But the devil and my dreams had already dined
I wake up in a cold hot sweat
With a racing heart that is still in debt.

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