No more drugs to stop the pain
Any more and I might go insane
and what would be crazy cause sanities good
and living my life the way I should

No more trouble no more fear
Ive spoke my last word and cried my last tear
I want to enjoy life and the wonders inside
The happiness of love and power of pride

No more medicine and no more potions
No one needs them I have that notion
My mind is set but subject to change
and if it does will my life rearrange.

No more laughter, no longer free
A prison of the mind is a place not for me.
But if I stay I will not get by
If I leave, Id be living a lie

The Question remains until a choice is made
until my lesson is learned Ive made the grade
Maybe Im stupid and sometimes dense
but I cant help to think there is no sense.

-November 1988 – Des