Opium Hook - 16

It looks like I’m slipping again

My worst enemy

Has become a friend

Now it’s winter

The sordid struggle

The sun’s going down

We’re in trouble

Feel it burn

Rock bottom

Crawl and squirm

Rock bottom

My mind’s filled with stinging pain

And the sound of a voice that I can’t explain

In a world of emptiness

There’s no love to express

The spark is gone

I’m attached and obsessed

So absorbed

Strung out

Progress setback / deathbed

We’re sick in the head