Always there, even during the day.
To draw another picture, with sleepiness on its way. Mess up.
A feeling that never goes away.

Fighting the urge to obey. You scream.
The whispers stop for now, poison liquid, death cup.
Always there, even during the day.

When origin’s recalled, heart hurts. Give up.
Who knew such fatal words claimed hostages. Led astray.
A feeling that never goes away.

Sounds amplified, nothing is sacred, constant bother.
Fighting a losing battle, not much gained. Today.
Always there, even during the day.

A deadly viper ready to strike. Attack.
Your will subsides, left alone. All but a husk.
A feeling that never goes away.

Last ray of hope, covered by the truth.
The whisper in your ear, it calls your name. At dusk.
Always there, even during the day.
A feeling that never goes away.