Withdrawal symptoms make me vibrate, shake
hibernate, quake
I wait
Call never comes
Never thought I'd be here
Fiending for a fix
Don't wish to be hooked like this
Waiting for my next high
think about her, sigh
Need my sponsor
But my sponsor, be her
So where does I turn?
Twelve steps never covered this.
She doesn't speak anymore, I mean really speak anymore
Promise was great
Her call, I wait
Her call never comes
Take this cup from me
Free me of this anchor.
I no longer wish to be an addict
to
her
silence.

