Your living a half life for all you're worth
And you're not worth much of anything
these days

You're thinking you'd be nothing
Without its taste on your teeth
Yours would be a life not worth living

But you're wrong

It's sedating you
Turning you off
It's wasting you
Seperating you and now

You're light years away
All that it would take to bring you back
Is a few days
With an empty space between your fingertips
But you won't do it
For lack of trying, for lack of caring,
For lack of liking
The person this substance will leave behind.

You sit slumped and spaced
As i dream of stealing dry brown flakes
From your bed side
And meeting you in the morning