Hard,And Then Some

swollen feet from this journey of grief replaceable you seem to believe, but only i know true hurt im going out of my head im going out of my head tonight the drugs help,im going outa of my head they take me away from reality, then put me to bed. i suffer more than you imagine i cry so fukin much i get dehydrated i promise you this isn't easy i sleep next to your ghost they will never be you. i hold nothing so close im going outta my head my heart is haunted,dark,empty like a basement,its got bugs and poison that decision is now my prison.