I never wanted to fall face first in this coffin of desolate shade
Fighting to breath,
such a beautiful pain
Deeper and deeper into the clay I slumber
~Addiction and love are two of the same~
It started out as just a sip from the winding pools of Charybdis
But every day I was pulled in a little bit closer
Now, I'm left with this haunting addiction
I don't know how to stop
I don't know how to deal
I wish this all was one big dream
These wounds will never heal
