For your mother's sake

For your mother?s sake, don?t slip down the drain. It?s been forty years, twenty spent in pain. Pick your head up. The sun burns your eyes. Indulgent world, lead us to demise. Held up in a motel room, the T.V. rots your brain, nothing to keep you sane. Pull the curtain, let the world back in. The timetable shifts. My love, wearing thin. Move your mind, embrace the feeling. My consciousness has got me reeling. Shift to a place, safe and secure; the only thing that keeps it pure. Try and try, but you could never see. Father to your son, you?ll never be. Daydreams paint your picket fence. Smokescreen of lies, hide your pestilence. No knowledge of the effects on the family you continue to wreck. This world spins for one reason, to go for your throat. So best believe, you?re making it easy. For me to draw my hand, and cut the rope. I feel all this shame, so I bow my head to embrace the pain.