Joy asks that I leave it for tonight.
Understandably, she worries when I start to slur,
Saying words that hold no meaning - what a sight
This must be, watching a friend live life in blur.
Only way I can manage, I say.
Not even Joy sees a reason in such overindulging,
Except she doesn't see the darkness I keep at bay.
Midsummer dreaming with my eyes wide
Oddly shaped shadows teasing my edge of vision
Ripping me apart with their vicious lie
Eager to silence them, Joy knows my decision
