Alone in silent regret
Locked to the stretcher on which I lay
Wanting so desperately to drink
More poison into my veins
Alone in silent regret
Locked in a prison within
Wanting to be freed from this slavery
More lost is my soul every day
Alone in silent regret
Locked in this world and I’m trapped
Wanting to feel the pinch of the syringe
More uncontrollable I become the longer I stay away
Alone I will be until I breathe no more
No longer trapped by a tourniquet and the rush
Wanting my soul to be freed to finally live again
More beautiful this time, alone in silent regret no more
Alone in silent regret
The inspiration for this came while I was a NYC Police Officer in Brooklyn NY… I have seen too many people throw thier lives away because of drugs. I guess this is my way of dealing with some of the memories I have from those days.