I can't eat.. I can't sleep, when I do it's all bad dreams.
Wake up Monday mornings and she's gone,
My stomach is empty, since the night before, and I'm hungry.
Just can't get up, and it's so lonely.
I've cried for help, but no longer have it in me..
Filth builds up, inside and out..
Not even a shower gets the stains out..
Feeling light headed, wandering about,
All alone while everyone else gets out of the house.
I say "out" a lot, because it's what I want.
But I can't find the way, Stay stuck in one spot.
I'm running in place, And my body is hot.
Steam coming out of my mouth and my ears,
Because I'm getting exhausted..
And I sit here and right this for you,
So you know I ain't lost it.
But I'm only a mile away from edge of this jump,
And I'm running and running,
So when I get moving gonna take off,
Trail blaze to the edge and I Hop!
Pray I make it.