Most days it's manageable Especially now that The Silence Has come to a tentative close. But just as every addict knows, once your highs get higher Your lows get lower.
Days like today And nights like last night Remind me what it's like at the bottom, What it's like after you've fallen.
Hope, That glowing beam that some cling to Is instead my punishment, A pillory I'm chained to Locked in Keeping me in the same place, Hoping.