The Sickness

There's a picture in the back of my mind
That just won't go away
Like a spot, caught at the top of my spine
Reaching into my brain
It's strange
It's an exercise in futility
I close my eyes but the image won't leave
So I breathe, deeply
God how I wish it would fade
Just when I think I can't take anymore
Enter the pain

My hands start shakin'
An my knees feel like they're gonna break
I need some medication
Before my eyes bleed
The sickness took control
of my body, mind and soul
the very moment you ripped your heart from me

There's a bruise on the tip of my soul
That won't seem to heal
Though I choose to ignore it I know
The latent pain is unreal
I feel
depleted past the point of relief
consumed by a ravaging grief
A thief, defeated
With no real desire to steal
Just when I think it's all over and done
there's a shocking reveal

My hands start shakin'
An my knees feel like they're gonna break
I need some medication
Before my eyes bleed
The sickness took control
of my body, mind and soul
the very moment you ripped your heart from me