Feed my worth, fill my hunger
cure my needs, heal my anger
all is lost, and all is broken
for what I chose, my life confusion
emptiness
a void surrounds me
causing incapacitations
feelings of nothingness
tie me to isolation
day after day I waste my life
in search of answers to my perversions
fall from within
my cruel anxiety
shame unforgiven
my virtual slavery
unbridled release of this anguish
in a final act of pure obscurity
desperation overcomes
ending in a paradox of competion
in my head the voices call me
I smoke my weed, and god, I love it
I know I am right, I know the answers
my fate serves me, my own disaster
