You ate the nonsense as quick as could be,
Now you're trapped in there cycle,
You'll never be free.
A real vice grip like nothing you've felt,
Straightjacket so tight on a drug torn belt.

Life more chaotic, sleep empty of rest,
This wasn't meant to happen to those who are blessed.
I threw it away, it used to fill me.
Inner light so bright, everyone could see.

Faith they say...