INSANE RAMBLINGS OF A TEENAGE MADMAN EXCERPT #4: the sickness


Lying awake i feel no comfort
My insides twist and contort

Denied sleeps sweet embrace i clutch the bottle of pills
my pain a spectacle for the devils cheep thrills

Night dreams elude me
Day terrors peruse me

Thoughts of escape fill me by brain
Hopes for the future flushed down the drain

Oh sweet pillbox free me from this pain
underneath these hell bound skies my tear drops feel like rain