Off the head

off the head

Addicted to the sadness like a drug coursing through my veins.

I think its all the madness thats been surfing through my brains.

I haven’t been to the hospital but i know I’m mentally insane.

With this repeated life that keeps going throughout all of my days.

I try to keep on walking but the ground just can’t keep up.

I'm bleeding on the pavement from all the bruises, scrapes and cuts.

I put one foot in front and the other stays behind.

I keep looking for answers, but they're the one thing that i'll never find.

I try to find something that’ll occupy my time.

But everything in this world costs a penny, nickel and dime.

I try to tell the others but I can't talk just like a mime.

So I sit at this f*****g desk just trying to find words that rhyme. 

Author's Note

off the head