Lunacy creeping closer to me,
Inviting thoughts leading me to beleive,Im seeing things where they should
not be.
Typical,this life Im givin within this shell,Typical how neither is
mine,Ironic still,where do I belong I just cant tell.
I feel Lunacy creeping closer to me,
Double vision turned now to three.
I see nothing around just in front of me.Its just the end,its where Ill be.
It comes in short uneven bursts,
Robbing you of the inherent need for the heat,the energy,the life giving
thirst.
Every waking breath is one more cursed,The single natural entity,driving me
controllabley mad,its sad I find the gentle;
also the weak,must as proven die first.
And so misery deals with everchangeing company,at times seems yes its
bad,really for we,
if not for my freind in my side,a statement of plea,to my
waivering,uncertainty,the nesessary evil,at times I call upon my lonely
freind;
My Dear Lunacy.
 
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