My Empty Mind

My mind is like a blank sheet,
My eyes stare at the wall.
The drugs have taken from me,
what I loved most of all.

My family has walked out on me,
I wouldn't even try.
At the time I could not see
that tears were in their eyes.

My soul died that day back in May,
The day I killed my son.
The drugs "some would say"
shut down my mind some way.