Achoholism
when i sleep i fa into slumber
then i awake with what seem
seems to be the worst headache
the walls cave in
i need to satisy my hunger
im in my own hell of demons
no need for heaven
somewhere theres a place for me between
a world thats not forseen
whats on my mind
a terriable fate thats left behind
when i sleep at night
the walls creep in my demons insight
though frightfully its a sin
sometimes its just there i have to give in
Copyright © Lisa Fisher | Year Posted 2011
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