Summer in a corn field  
learning about love.

Two kids coming of age 
Under the afternoon sun.

She was warm, and wild, and willing,
I was young and hard and lean.

It wasn't exactly love
It was never meant to be.

We both went our own way, 
living our own dreams.

But sometimes when I'm sleeping 
you come back to me.

Through the corn fields of my mind,
We wander one more time.

You were warm, and wild, and willing,
I was young, and hard, and lean.

And we make love in memories,
we make love in dreams.

I wake and I wonder,
do you ever wonder of me?

Do you ever revisit the corn fields
of our childhood memories?

Do you ever wake and wonder,
Whatever became of me?

I wonder what became of you!

I’ve been there.
You can’t hide your
addiction from me.

Such a familiar behaviour
the stain on our soul,
a preoccupation
that’s killing us slow.

Another cigarette,
a bottle of poisonous joy.
A world full of stimulation
that will leaves us devoid.

Chips and ice cream
cookies and soda pop,
Why doesn’t it ever occurs to
us to just stop!

*******, ****** especially fentanyl?
They’ll keep your back
up against a wall,
on the floor, in a hole
be the Phoenix, not the mole.

Benzodiazepines and barbiturates
prescription from the doctor
that keep us sick..

I’ve seen it all,
and so I know..
Our addictions will **** us
the faster we go!