No Sanity
A couple strums of these strings and she is total into me.
But is it a true attraction?
My heart is sailing.
I'm so vulnerable right now.
I think I'm in love with the doubt.
Don't mind me if I duck on out.
Scared of my shadows following footsteps.
Putting into motion these sick concepts.
With an evil grin I say to everyone I prefer the sin.
The sex was better.
No commitment, no dear john letters.
Their is no angels for me.
Their is no more whispers that have that sunshiny kind of gleam.
I have this glass and I'm trying to capture all these lights.
Can you help me?
Can anyone help me?
Crawling outside of my head.
I just need a breath of fresh air.
The bottom of the bottle reached and all I see is this glare.
Is that really me?
Man you look like shit.
Time to kick another bad habit.
Time for just a little clarity.
When did NA meetings become group therapy?
Where the hell am I any ways?
Who was this guy I was pretending to be?
A splitting of the tree.
Suddenly their is a new personality.
One turns, into two and if it goes any further.
I can say with absolute certainty their is no sanity.
No not for me.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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