Truly Defective

Left alone again
my thoughts begin to race
sanity gone
without a trace

unable to mend
i simply cannot help but laugh
that final cut
was not the last

to tired
to really sleep
to turned on
buy the though of defeat

i pace
inside my head
arguing with voices
all wishing i was dead

they pull me
in different directions
no one around
to make corrections

falling
in an endless hell
my aching mind
is just not well

everyone's gone
again
as if i really had
a friend

all i had
just walked away
leaving me
to try and get through another damned day