This quiet night
Of my stoned imagination
Freedom n sight
A comfortable situation
Peace blinded
Wants of ease
Thoughts self created
Some one help please
Drowning in desire
With needs of its own
Sucking from my soul
Can’t you see?
Wringing me dry
With no remorse
I want to get high
Yea keep him stoned of courage
Talking now
Showing of face
Can you see it
All over and around this place?
Carried wherever I go
Never left behind
A subtle foe
To play my mind
Pulsing through my veins
Cursing my soul
Playing me insane
Misery its only goal
Wasted many years
Lost to a thousand more
I shed no tears
It treats me as it whore
Running it fly’s
Somewhere deep below
Is it in my eyes?
Does it show?
Tell me when
I’m so afraid
Put me at ease
Tell me it will fade
All sense washed away
Sleepless vanity
Thought s led astray
My moment of insanity
Crossed fingers
Mind on high
A whisper game
Dialogue pushed aside
Sweat hangs low
Misty stench sweet and thick
Flavors in the soul
Are soft and rich
Perched high upon thought of delight
Falling down from within
Pulling at my instinct with all your might
Contact complete chemicals blend.
FenniganT 1989
