Internal Wars, Part I: The Addiction

Scrambling frantically through time and space
Fighting to escape from the constricting embrace
Viewing nothing but strobe lights of varying color
Consuming nightmares making visions a blur
Apparitions approach as a sweet aroma draws near
Pungent but frail is this harsh scent of fear
From the past and future are haunting hallucinations
As I try with fail to escape this intoxication
Agony and grief combine with sickening guilt
Regret and resent for the innocence and blood spilt
Frustration and anger resurface to a groan
Hiding internal feelings that can never be shown
Retrieving salvation from the comfort of you
The one who reached out and pulled me through
Saved from the solitude, a horrible guilt trip
Rescued from the addiction and ownership
Deep in a self hollowed pit of heartache
To the harsh reality I suddenly awake
Everything floods back, the night’s trip and the scare
And it’s completely my fault that I’m not all there
For part of me stolen, shattered pieces I kept
Into solitary depression I once again crept
From morning to evening and evening to night
You brought me back out into the moonlight
Each chance not taken was an experience lost
But each chance I took has a horrific cost
Somehow in darkness you gave me light
You gave me strength, you won my fight