"Time spent alone begins to sound more and more like a taunt"
"Days away seem more and more like a haunting reminding of my current mentality"
"searching day and night long for something simple, something to the tune of a song"
"Something That i can set on reset and drown away this night so long"
"Once so sure, plans were drawn, hands were busy but now I long for that thought that seems wrong"
"Days spend in a blur questioning and assuming, I long for 9 at night to lay my head and avoid this fright"
"I'm sick, I'm losing my mind, losing my sight, no when you ask nothings fine"
"A want of a gleaming character and one of questionable conduct"
"I lost my life's conduit and now its become consecrated... so blessed and so calloused..."