Nothing Left To Say

My troubles have gotten in the way
Now it seems I drink my life away.

I take a drag from that cigarette
The buzz feels stronger yet.

How long before the burden falls
In the end, I will lose it all.

As I sit and I write, I think about life
How good could one be?

Sometimes I wonder, what life do I lead?
Then I laugh, because I only want to leave.

My troubles are the only things that show
Complicated with a perfect glow.

I am sorry for all my wrongs
Somebody tell me, what the flip is wrong.

I have no emotions left to show
Maybe I am heartbroken with know where to go.

One day the good will come
Until then, I live so numb.