"Pain Receptors"

My bed is my house
Everything around me
Is Burning. I wish
You to know the honesty
With which I write this
Only one thing matters
In my tainted mind

For pain receptors to
Be so fried; and no
Perception; No care
For anything but being
Happy doing nothing
But wasting away

Time doesn't ever tick
Back. I know this so
Well. Four years pass
By in a blink of an eye
Not so much as a try
To say goodbye

Two a night, it says
Neither two, nor taken
At night. Once you pass
Into unknown quantities
Miseries begin to take you
This is my experience
The Wait begins, and
The cycle never ends

Longing for clairvoyance
Courage that I so lack
So taken during the day
Though its not meant to be
That way. I'm sure its
Shortening my life
Thats the price that i'll pay

My bed is my house
Everything around me
Is Burning. I wish
You could know the honesty
With which I write this
Only one thing matters
To me, to me
Ain't that sad?

Liver pains, whats new
Today? I think I feel
Ashamed. Low self esteem
No surprise, this is not
A winning team.

Coca Cola and sleeping pills
Coca Cola and sleeping pills
Coca Cola and sleeping pills