Saturday, September 22, 2007

Burnt

Drug lust out of control
can't do enough to ease this burn
eating up the midnight hours
when will I fucking learn
can't stop the thoughts from flowing
tangled in the sheet of my desire
the sweat thats pouring down my face
still won't douse this fire
my phone ain't ringin
ain't no knocks at my door
all alone with my my mind
layed out on the cold wood floor
can't see your face through this fog
can't even say your name
I am burnt again baby
and still I feel this pain
10/13/2001

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