Just wrote this today. I never realized how much more difficult it is not to write about yourself.

  But anyhow, without further ado.  It's, as of yet, untitled

For what it's worth.
For what it's worth to you.
I'm doing okay now.
I've finally made it through.
Out of the landslide.
This slippery slope life's put me through.
Now I'm just hanging 'round at the bottom
thinkin' 'bout what to do.

It was a long dive,
into this pit of dispair.
I'm not living, I'm subsisting.
So I have nothing left to share.


I've been sleeping too much lately
Isn't much else to do
Just dive into this ocean of slumber
Where i can still lay with you
And I've been crying too much lately
Cuz nothing else works, it seems
I wish I could sleep forever,
cuz i can have you in my dreams



And I get so confused in the morning
when all of my dreams come to an end.
And i wake up and I'm all alone.
And there's no way to pretend.
Cuz there's no one laying beside me.
and I get sucked into this strange wind.
You pull out of my dreams so quickly, baby
that you give me the bends..

 Yes, you give me the bends...

I've been sleeping too much lately
Isn't much else to do
Just dive into this ocean of slumber
Where i can still lay with you
And I've been crying too much lately
Cuz nothing else works, it seems
I wish I could sleep forever,
cuz i can have you in my dreams



We all have this one fear.
This one fear that turns us into stone.
For some it's the fear of death,
For me it's the fear of dying alone.