I'M a Junkie
Addicted to somethin’
My thoughts no longer own
A fish tank full of submarines
Swimming schools of piranhas
Waking up soaking wet
Sharks swimming in my sweat
Sleeping on the cold floor
Petrified to close the door
Or open when closed...nightmares
Circling ahead...flocks of aeroplanes
Like vultures to a carcass
Feeding on my burnt ashes
Overindulgence in fantasy
Thoughts amputated from reality
Monotones ringing in my cranium
Press the button to a new continuum
To end this paralyzing paranoia
That feeds my insatiable insomnia
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