9 P.M. reveals a hook in my soul that I quickly deny
the stage is set for failure and sanity says goodbye
I don’t want to feel a thing – I’d rather die
than spend one minute in the painful truth – so I lie
I lay down and deceive myself again
oblivious to the the entity I just invited in
coming into the room she seems like a friend
she helps me cope and unwind she’s the means to my end
but as silently as she entered she will disappear
and in a moment I will feel the weight of her having been here
I am so lost and lonely I am overcome with fear
all have gone away neither enemy nor friend is near
none can rescue me when I’m in this deep
none can bind my fractured soul to keep
none can lead these dry eyes to weep
covering my brokenness I go to sleep
If you feel this way talk to someone. Find someone who is safe. Have a great week. Thanks for reading
Jason
heavy bro……very well written
I appreciate it. Sure miss all you guys. Tell everyone hey for me.