Pills left me restless
Food never filled me up
**** never satisfied me
Success dies
Friends fade
Nothing seems to last
I'm left with a buzz but nothing else
Then I see you
Hanging on that tree
You call down to me
"What are you doing son?"
"Why can't you stop son?"
The more I live life the more I realize my need for you
Without you, there is only darkness
You are my drug-- scratch that, you're better than drugs


*"Come to me all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest." - Matthew 11:28