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i'm just about to my wits end

unsure how much longer i can pretend

things will be alright if i stay strong within



i'm losing strength, losing the will

still, i can't let this take me down

i need the drug, i need the pill

hope, lift me off the ground



i just can't see from where i lay

losing the faith through the days

i know i will find hope and a way



i'm searching for light, i need a savior

i need a sweetener with this bitter flavor

i can't stand this taste, i need something to savor



i'm losing strength, losing the will

still, i can't let this take me down

i need the drug, i need the pill

hope, lift me off the ground



my eyes are still level with the floor

how to continue, can't take much more

i need some faith, some hope to devour



i need a cure for the pain on the inside

i need the drug that will sway the tides

to rid me of a pain that wil not abide



so as i lay here, caught in thought

i think of ways, what to do about you

i am so lost, so clueless and useless

hope for light, a way through the day

energy wavers, bends and ends

as i sleep, i dream of my queen

thinking of you, my light and my night...