a poison fills my veins
it must come from inside
for there is no needle site
no flesh wound to hide

the poison will leech
all the joy from my eyes
and replace it with tears
it's no big surprise

soon I'll stop caring
to get up at all
the desire to wake
is unsettlingly small

the rocks on my chest
will sit there and rest
and my confused friends
will be trying their best

I know I can trust the poison
for it's been around
for years without end
leaving no doubt

I'm able to see
what's coming next
the poison is reliable
though it's actions are vexed

the poison will take
all my feelings away
and leave but an emptiness
that I'll feel everyday

I've had it subdued
but my supply's running dry
and the poison creeps back
as the days go on by

it's more than a sadness
it's a weight to the floor
I never want to feel this way
not anymore

there was a time of bliss
where the poison was stagnant
and my happiness showed
after the poison had taken it

here I sit now
no remedy left to send
I never wanted to feel this way
not ever again.