About once a week
Since I've been clean
I know not what I think
Or how I should
I shut down
Almost as if I'm I'll
Nothing is wrong
Nothing is right
These thoughts
Thoughts of nothingness
They come,  and stay for the night
Driving me insane
As I strive to stay clean
I don't wish for the drugs
Or to be drunk
I wish I could just , just understand
Why it is I am feeling
This nothing , as I'm empty or dull
What is it I'm missing in my soul
Have I killed the heart inside me
From the last use and abuse of drugs
Why is it once a week I suffer
From this nothingness insanity inside me