My heart and my mind seem to be constantly at war br The victim is my soul and it cant take it anymore br Boredom eating away at my muscle and flesh br Im a prisoner in my own body which is no longer fresh br My corpse slowly rotting away even though Im alive br I felt like a man of 84 when I was only 25 br Racing thoughts as I shake and my skin constantly sweating br Its only been a couple of days and my decision Im regretting br My desire wont let go, holding at my stomache in a vice grip br Just give me one more taste one more dropp one more drip br I can still smell the aroma even though its not there br I am aware that I am awake but I feel like Im in a nightmare br As I write these words down I almost wish I would die br To take me out of this misery help me to close each eye br My muscles ache and my heart seems to weigh 800 pounds br Now Im trapped in reality and I despise how that soundsbr br Sam Edisonbr br