Sunday, January 18, 2015

No meds, no sleep, new shit

All your feelings come crashing back
Lost control over the emotions
Don't remember how to handle it all
Got so used to being numb
That the void got so comfortable
You'll do anything to have it back
To get to slip back just one more time
Falling under its normality
It's a wicked romance of want and freedom
Where you're both cat and mouse
Chasing what you want and hiding from what you need

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