Salts of Insanity

Written by: Russell Sivey

In your grasp I wonder my sanity Complete with fear of loneliness I feel I brush with the salts of insanity She doesn’t make it easy, I’m a heel Complete with fear of loneliness I feel A deep depression might come over me She doesn’t make it easy, I’m a heel You try to comfort but it comes empty A deep depression might come over me Nothing in your voice allows any joy You try to comfort but it comes empty I can’t imagine a life to enjoy Nothing in your voice allows any joy I brush with the salts of insanity I can’t imagine a life to enjoy In your grasp I wonder my sanity
Russell Sivey