When You Weren't Looking...why....Can't you...care...more...about...me.

Might as Well Laugh...remember...when...Life...made...sense

Possibilities...in the closet...itching...to break out...but afraid of...the fallout

Have to Find...life...is...a—...gamble...after ...all.

I'll Stay...leave...me....I'll...follow...you.

Faces...I...don't...know...the real...me

Once...Why...lie?...when...truth is...the easier path

Home...Home....the word,...has...no...meaning

A chatWith the Grim Reapershould be enough to scareaway any thought of relapse.Wish it were that easy,but not even days conversingwith death can disintegratethe claws of addiction.