The Final Relapse

Another kick in the head
another day in bed
Feeling sick within
when will it all end

Can't think, can't sleep
Feeling utterly weak
Whispers surround me
cover everything, like a blanket of fear
Seeing black
don't know what I lack

Everything around is crashing around me
I stop and think, am I my own enemy?
Another day of thought,
another night of silence
Another day of smiles,
another day of pain

The fear goes into me
pierces me like a needle
Staring at my hands
Wishing that it would just end

I can't see,
what the fuck is wrong with me?
All I can see is silver and red,
pull it back,
and with a bang,
go to bed.