Out of Sync
This has been one hell of a week
I've been so out of sync
with myself
with everyone else
I feel so different
Yet the feeling is so familiar
this threatening posoin
I don't want to go back to this
I won't listen to the sweet crow's whispers
I see what you want
you want to pull me back
into the darkness that so desprately
desires keeping me on lock and chain
I let out a harsh sigh
because I won't lie
It would be so easy to just slip
back into the black dye
I hurry away from this sickness
but my bodies feeling so weak
sort of like being homeless around christmas
I just want to give in to the reality of things
But I won't do that
I know how it feels
Letting go of all happiness
Losing touch of all feeling
I won't become detached
This has been one hell of week
I feel so out of sync
with everyone especially me
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