Seems I’ve leapt from my own cloud nine
This truth serum lied to me
Robbed me of my only gift
I feel dried up inside
Like a vampire
Days float by nondescript and hollow
Weekends are born in ashes, evil dreams linger
Worst of all the desire I nursed in my heart
The jewel I clutched in my hand
I let them crumble, ruined them on purpose
There must have been some look in my eyes
I cannot imagine.