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Dangers Running Unpredictable GameS
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Mean the most to me Why when I cry,
I feel no pain?
Why when I lie,
I feel the dream?
but feelings mean nothing
while empty thoughts remain,
reactions become situations
perhaps they are just the same.
Fear of living
as the day goes by.
No knowledge of tomorrow,
hiden tears as I cry.
So hard to face
the things I have to do.
To the bottle I relax,
and hope for something new.
Willing to try whatever it takes
new and unpredictable
sets back a minute to late.
An addiction
is said to believe,
as the problem awaits
for itself to be retrieved.
More time is to be needed
no! I choose to not go back.
A question well unanswered
by all
in which we seem to lack.
Now totally out of control,
help may feel to be.
The other thing we are missing
is the understanding
to set our selves free.
