missedit
04-06-2009, 11:18 PM
Alright this is my first time so be gentle.
Lost in tunnel vision of what I want the world to be
They say if I took the blinders off
The supposed truth would be the death of me.
Sometimes I catch on to this empty lie
But I’ve been carried along so far
I can’t function with the truth.
So when the pain is too much I get high
I’ve lost my place, wondering where I am.
Am I alive? Or am I just awake?
20 pills later I’m totally sedated
But my hands still shake
The tremors run through my body like earthquakes.
I have no desire to clean up my act
I feel I’ve gone too far
The rope is too jagged to retract.
Walking this rough terrain
My muscles ache and through all the agony
My thoughts still strain on the empty truth
And fruitful lies
I don’t want agony, I want pleasure
Even if I believe your lie
And dishonor myself from the truth
I may have what I desire
But not the foundation, I need.
I’d rather the fruitful lie
Brought on by my root instinct, greed.
by Missedit
Thanks for reading.
Lost in tunnel vision of what I want the world to be
They say if I took the blinders off
The supposed truth would be the death of me.
Sometimes I catch on to this empty lie
But I’ve been carried along so far
I can’t function with the truth.
So when the pain is too much I get high
I’ve lost my place, wondering where I am.
Am I alive? Or am I just awake?
20 pills later I’m totally sedated
But my hands still shake
The tremors run through my body like earthquakes.
I have no desire to clean up my act
I feel I’ve gone too far
The rope is too jagged to retract.
Walking this rough terrain
My muscles ache and through all the agony
My thoughts still strain on the empty truth
And fruitful lies
I don’t want agony, I want pleasure
Even if I believe your lie
And dishonor myself from the truth
I may have what I desire
But not the foundation, I need.
I’d rather the fruitful lie
Brought on by my root instinct, greed.
by Missedit
Thanks for reading.