My mind is an attic
And I have locked it for safe keeping
I will no longer be an addict
I will no longer be weeping.
I’ve locked the attic
And thrown away the key
For my thoughts are too traumatic,
To harsh and cruel for me.
I cannot endure this pain
I cannot keep thinking of these horrible sights
I want to become happy again
To take away all the fright.
I need you to save me
To help me through
I need you to love me
And for you to promise you will be true.