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Has To Be a Way
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September 2010 Mind running miles and no sign of stopping,
I pull off the cap and start my pill popping,
body may have weight but my mind is dangerously thin,
impossible to ever know the distance since i don't know where the running begins.
I am slipping but the darkness is holding me tightly,
I dream all day but have nightmares nightly,
I would cross this bridge only for the right fee,
all my time is spent at home, every second I am lonely.
My weakness is love and I am always looking in the wrong places,
every past flame is now nothing but burnt faces,
I wish I could never have felt it, has to be a way to erase this,
has to be a way to think slowly, has to be a way to fade this.
