Salt In White Sugar Packets

Hard headed, so why do you persist

I don’t think I’ll ever leave shore

Eyes won’t budge, they refuse to see more

Tired of myself surely to you I must be a bore

Send happier dreams, wash my mind clean

I seem to scream, whenever my lack of control gets uncomfortable.


I want control, so I can lose control, then say it’s not my fault


Salt in sugar packets


I know you’re never surprised

But I am, at all the ways I fail

Wasting time, refusing to leave my cell

So I didn’t want to pray

Shame convinced me to stay away

Switch off and on am I ever safe?

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