The world is spinning faster now,
I'm starting to lose my grip.
I clench my fingers tighter now,
before I start to slip.
I'm watching words and halting thoughts,
trying to keep it all in line.
Answering all his inquiries
with yes, of course I'm fine.
Forcing smiles and bits of laughter
knowing not to ruin what I've got.
But I can't take the pain again,
and I'm down to my last shot.
Now haunting dreams and taking captive
all the empty spaces in my mind,
indecision takes its toll on me and
refuses to leave a peace for me to find.
So I sit in this state of uncertainty
until I'm released and free.
But my captor only laughs his vicious laugh
and strengthens his hold on me.