Alone I Cry
They say a junkies like the setting sun,
Maybe I've learned from my mistakes?
Then again I fool myself
At times I desire such a forlorn mess
Can't say I'm depressed
Though I wish I could
Would I then be a liar if I said I don't consider drugs?
Of course I would you know.
It's hard for a man broken to walk without a crutch.
All I ever dreamed was freedom to be revealed.
Is this too much to ask?
Afraid of the go ahead task.
Scared to die, yet scared to live.
Stuck in this mire
I feel like a man forsaken
My souls for sale but can I be mistaken?
Help me in my mind
Allow me to realize
That I can overcome this fear inside
Yet alone I cry, alone I cry.
Scared too live, yet scared too die.
I am a walking paradox.
Such an answer can't be wrought
But can it?