There’s poison filling up my dreams
In the anguish I will drown
Begging silence for a substance
When there’s nothing to be found

It’s the poison I consume
As it’s consuming all I am
Convincing me that I can’t swim
When once I knew I can

Why drown yourself like I am
When the dreaming gets to real
Doing everything in desperation
To numb the pain you feel

A cycle that repeats itself
A fight within your mind
You think you have a grip
As you lay out another line

The guilt feasts on your sorrow
And you wash away the pain
The poison isn’t in your dreams
It’s only in your veins
© Aubrey Bequette