Drowning
in the empty
hourglass where I am standing
Your gifted passion
Drains me of life and leaves me hanging
I watch the glass being emptied
And feel the pills shaking
This fucking medication
Supposed to give me some peace, I wonder
how come I\'m the same as before?
So god damn low I\'m breaking
The sharpened edge I\'m embracing
The callous hate I\'m eating
Shapeless though always aching
The twisted guilt you\'re feeding
Corrode my insides slowly
And beats my mind unconscious
So what can make me happy?
Is love the answer maybe?
Last time it left me worse off
Some ride the horse for solace
But see where they all ended up
Am I a hopeless case
Should I just try the noose then?
Or can you give me guidance?