Intermission

Save me from myself,
Ive lost the key to my own hell,
I fear insanity creeping in,
Along with the scars my mortal sin,
In goes the needle down goes the booze,
Im sorry but this is the truth,
I hate the mirror and the lies it spews,
The thoughts it brings only amuse,
This is my true insanity,
Laughing at others strained vanity,
While the only thing I shall admire
Is the golden liguid setting my arm on fire,
i think Im losing my mind,
But IIll still laugh and say Im fine,
Although you see me slipping away,
Youll smile and look the other way,
And while I struggle for more needles and gold,
And I sit in my closet shivering cold,
Just reming yourself you could have helped,
You could have saved me from myself,
Self distruction ever apparent,
You looked away; remained transparent,
So find me a needle; lock me in bliss,
Remind me of sweet deaths cold kiss.