I feel the meds are kicking in
the little buzz, the far off stare
the room is filled with mumbling
from many things that are not there
my fingers numb, the ears are ringing
the vision blured, my mouth gone dry
I'm losing track of everything
it makes you stop and wonder why
imprisioned in these walls of flesh
deep inside my my mind is breaking
blown in the wind like tattered strings
fueled by the buzz, somethings awaking...
