Bird Call
In the
pool of sweet addiction I swim
This
kissing elixir that’s my gilt
And it
affects me with waves of guilt
My
wreckage of emotions that tear at life’s quilt
I’m in a
desert of my mind’s making
My
bedrock’s a tested savior
This
dictatorship that keeps me prisoner
Freedom’s
a barrier to break thru’, yet I resist
What
decided this prison of no bars?
My
cowardice, my ignorance, my weakness that leaves scars
Encompassed
in fear that stops me
Torment
is my courage to face this mirror illuminating me
Close to
an edge of insanity in reality
Never
surrendering while watching the sands of time
They run
before me and I know what to do
My
strength has to be cold turkey true
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