All curled up crying,
like the ball in my basement.
Feeling sorry for myself,
’cause I couldn’t let my demons go.
There was nothing in my body,
nothing in my mind,
except a couple different drugs,
and a few suicide thoughts.
It wasn’t what I wanted…
it wasn’t what I loved.
So I listened to the silence,
and all the ghosts that I know.
I closed my eyes, embraced the pain…
and tried to let the tears just roll.