((needs title)) pt.1 cycle

In a stir, I open my eyes
the light's too bright,
i swipe at the blinds

my mind's a-buzz
the moies is too loud
I feel strange and alone
what did i fall into now?

Oh good God above,
where am i at?
Oh God who's this at my side?

and last night, oh fright
the cycle
i can't remember, i clench a fist close to my side
is this what another great mistake feels like
all alone, dirty-
no excuse, no surety

1,2 oh what did i do?
3,4 I run out the door
5,6 there's a pain that sticks
7,8 this cycle's my fate
at 9 and 10 will i do it again?

and drink and fall and dine and die
with this guily and regret in every breath i take

they speak known words and voices
but no one's the same
the dance in and out
but we know the senses arent too tame

Where, oh where am i?
all alone, the same cycle goes on

i take a sip, this'll just be one
I chug a drug, one more wont hurt too much
there's the familiar sting in the back of my throat
the room's a swirl
with a laugh, a nervous giggle, it begins
a suggestion, the cycle
and what did i do?
I feel again, just waiting for a clarity i never had

(in") 1,2 what am i willing to do
(to) 3,4 pick my self off the floor
(because) 5,6 this high is more for the pain than the kicks
(at) 7,8 when will i get it straight?
and in the end of 9 and 10
who'll find me?
who'll stop me from begining again?

and i cry, and i groan
i sit myself up
the nights are full of frights,
and somethings i cant remember

stale alcohol and a dirty kiss
will death be enough?

so now i stare
at the bottle
do i dare?
who would care,
who would know
If today's the last regret i face?

~brittany


(( i wrote this to the tune of "me vs. maradonna vs. elvis" by brand new in my head, and got the 1,2 part from the song the gist os the tune. its a great song. pt.2 is gonna be looking up not like my other sad one, just havent written it yet. need an over all title please.

what did choo think so far?))