I’m on my way to an IV. Writing this driving on my phone a bit riskily But I built my biz on my lap in the car The lengths I’m willing to go to is far. To fix my health which also requires wealth But I forget the emotions hiding

On top, on the game Nobody can see me as lame I run the meetings and they see How I perform as the stable me I feel good for a week I feel good for two I feel bad for two I feel bad who knew Nobody can tell what’s

I’m reaching the effort is there I’d already have you if life was fair But one night of low sleepAnd I’m knocked back deep Relentless I know I deserve you But I still haven’t picked up all the clues I’ve spent the money, the time, the habitsYou can just beat

I wish I could be angry. But I can’t be. Because a full spectrum of emotions would overwhelm me. One small thing can tip my immune system to relapse. I’m not mad. No. I’m trapped. Like a prisoner in lonely confinement who looks forward to just one call. The moments

I’ve been at war for far too longAnd I’m readyThis is my PTSD song5 years steady When is my turn to finally be freeLet me be free from this prison that you can all find me I got all these feelings And I don’t know how to feel themI’m ready

They say no pain no gainBut I’ve Sitting here daily feeling like my minds going insaneIt’s weird how the news doesn’t let it get any fameIts scary how many people out there with a Lyme brain You think of big things like maybe I’ll be an actor One audition leaves