9/2 2:24 A.M.
I need a new addiction
I'm too addicted to my own mind
The fantasies it makes up
The scenarios it plays out
The day dreams I get caught up in
All making my mind too dangerous
Too dangerous a drug
Caught up too much to realizing
what is happening right in front of me
Disaster
Constantly replaying the worst
Expecting the worst
Resulting in
the worst.
A waste land of
should've
could've
would've
I'd rather fill my lungs
with tobacco
my blood
with alcohol
I'd rather willingly deteriorate myself
physically
Than continue this
silent
invisible
deteroration
happening in my mind
I need a new addiction
And we both know it can't be you...