Sodden Mattress

All your glory
Leads my mind to despair
Now
You’re gone
I am a woken dead
Danger
I’m honest
All these words are bled

While
Your arms
Cannon fodder to your bread
Love spread on it
I am just your damp semtex

When you see
What you want
Set it free
It will feed

Won’t you see the drug
You are too me
Cannot get my fill of you
Even with forever
But I’m free
Because I want
Free
You’re what I need

When you
Came along
A vision stitched in me
I forgot everything
Then you gave me more

When you see
What you want
Set me free
On you
I’ll feed

© 2006, Mosquitobyte