here you've shown up;
leaving me to guess where you came from
expecting me to know what to do with you
(with this)
& now waking up is exhausting
falling asleep is impossible
cause I'm not allowed to smell you
& this falling
this fall will be what kills me

why do these things keep going through my head
i go to the shrink fourteen times a week

counciled and edited about whats in my head
they say i need to fix it are i'll end up dead

they ask me my problems twice a day
i say it's these voices inside my head

one says do this
one says do that
one says stop
one says go
one says hide

not knowing which to turn or what to do
one of my voices says come to you

i can no longer write
there's nothing in my head
i have purged my mind
it's know in a vacuum

i can no longer find hurt nor pain
i can no longer find heart ache that drove me insane
i can no longer find haapy thoughts along with the insane

the visios, illusions the sights of delusions there all gone
i can't even think of heaven or hell
i no longer see god as well as the devil

there's no sunshine or pouring rain's, the oceans are gone all the same
the trees, the flowers, the smells in the air, i can no lonner find them they have vanished in thin air

i can no longer find love or even *** for a matter of fact
i can't even see death nor a life instead

whate am i to do now that my mind is gone
i'll sit here and cry about it
then write about it all