Monday, June 19, 2006
Cocaine Prayers
you know that i can spot your fear
like cocaine on your nose, my dear.
those things you think you locked inside
are the things that i can't look beside.
where you're afraid your dreams will go
is why i sleep so not to know.
for nights and daze i refuse to wake
to face those things we cannot take.
and if i should fade into this sleep...
you'll be awake with this burden we keep.