Torpor induces in me through textured waves of thought
Permanent insensibility in my widening state of rot
For better or for worse, my friend, a numbing look from me
Close your head to all that noise for all this apathy
Elation through sedation for my many hungered years
Triumph over motivation spilling over my tears
A blur in the right direction floating adrift in your eyes
Fogged in rhythmic consistancy behind such clever disguise
Soporific happiness in guiding lights I know
And deadening my beaten path for all you did bestow
Heal me, again, in your wonderous hypnotic charm
With consious slumber taking over numb to all the harm