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 one is mine,
Ironic still,where do I belong I just
Cant tell.
I feel Lunacy creeping closer to me.
Double vision now turned to three.
I see noything around just in front of me,
Its just the end,
its where Ill be.

It comes in short un-even 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
CONTROLLABLLY mad,its sad I find the gentle;
also the weak,must as proven,die first.

And so misery deals with ever-changing company;and yes at times seems
bad,really.
And if not for "the friend in my side",a statement of plea,to my wavering
uncertainty;this nessesary evil,at times of the only closest comfort...
...I call opon my dear freind,"Lunacy".
 
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