Behind Closed Doors

When all light fades what are you left with
Dark escapades enrapturing strange myth
Subtle silence surrounding a jack fifth
Outdated midevil adventure call it a black sith
Sitting by candle light waiting for it to come
Wondering if I'll handle it right, if I'll end up numb
Will it be the last night, has it finally come?
Or will this be my last night, will it all be done?
Heart's racing, blood's rising is this how it's supposed to feel?
Vision's fading, that's surprising life is getting really real
I've lost myself, I've lost my mind, I wonder what's left to lose?
I've got top shelf, herb to grind, I wonder which one that I'll choose
Neither will do, they're never enough
The handle isn't much to handle
Coke will do, Shrooms are the stuff
You're Setting the the perfect example
To ensure that they grow
Because you know that they see
Not long til they know how it all effects me
The struggle is real, the struggle keeps going
The pain that I feel, from everyone knowing
Perpetuates the reel that is constantly flowing
Approaching the steel, the line started showing
But My breathing is slowing as life gets unreal.
and still I will take the pill
until I feel it fill
The empty hole inside that proves that life just isn't real.