Tie me to the bed.
Strap me down.
Secure me.
Lock me away from the world.
No contact. No triggers.
Let me sweat it out.
Scream it out.
Get it out.
Ignore my pleas.
My mind is not well.
I am under influence.
Drain the poison.
Fix me.
It's rehab,
For my addiction.
For your addiction.
We feed on the pain.
Please.
Cure my soul.
Thursday, July 1, 2010
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