My blinding distraction
gone in seconds for hours of your wasted moments.
I dug a grave for my purpose.

Tuned in to a bright future sat front row as it crumbled and fell.
Tie me up nice so I don't have to feel this
relief flowing through my veins

I traded my soul for a rush, my fix,
now I hurt without, even with.
Always chasing

always hating ever
loving never enough
my subconscious effort not to succeed.

Where did my refuge go? You used to hold me,
now we embrace
and you turn your back