The nights get lonely as hell laying alone stairing into the dark,
Wishing on every star that I will see how to somehow find that spark,
That's been tooken so many years ago that I've almost forgot how it feels,
Especially when the whole time your trying to numb yourself using meth, weed,and pills,
It seems like everyday that passes I start to see a little less of myself in my own eye's,
And feel as I have been disconnected with my soul and I can see as more of it as it dies,
Why does it feel as everyday is getting harder to see what I need for me to get ahead,
Instead of laying alone while I chase my insecurities around till I'm tired or dead,
Will I ever find true love before I die and get the chance to feel something real,
Or will I have to be alone the whole time I have to live this life while I become over the hill,
I feel like I'm waves in the sea going in and out the same motions never going anywhere with a purpose,
But I keep doing these things anyway even though I know it's not going to change never the less,
How long will I have to bare this pain and loneliness before I get something good for me,
And I'll see some light at the end of this tunnel before losing myself all together entirely,
I've been fighting with myself for so many years now that I've started to be okay with this feeling inside,
Because I've been taking in and out for so long I've begun to realize I'm just like the oceans tide,
Wishing on every star that I will see how to somehow find that spark,
These nights get lonely as hell laying alone stairing into the dark.
Ronnie Still
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