100 milligrams of flexeril
to relax my beating heart
until the muscle stops
flexing
beating
pumping.
100 milligrams of restoril
and maybe
finally
i can sleep.
maybe
i can finally sleep.
waking up has become such a chore
such an unpleasant experience
and if this doesn't stop it,
nothing will.
flexeril and restoril
and 45 milligrams
of methadone
because all i could score
was four and a half pills.
30 milligrams of phenagren
just to make sure
i can keep it all down.
i heard you could use
dramamine
but hey,
who wants to risk it?
i've taken my last chance.
15 milligrams of xanax
and if i can make it
for another hour or so
i won't even remember
what i've done.
this will end with a clean slate,
me on the floor
*******
saying mother,
mother,
what the **** did i do?
if i can speak at all.
290 milligrams
to prove
this is not
a cry for help.
Apr 30, 2012
Apr 30, 2012 at 1:30 PM UTC
100 milligrams of flexeril
to relax my beating heart
until the muscle stops
flexing
beating
pumping.
100 milligrams of restoril
and maybe
finally
i can sleep.
maybe
i can finally sleep.
waking up has become such a chore
such an unpleasant experience
and if this doesn't stop it,
nothing will.
flexeril and restoril
and 45 milligrams
of methadone
because all i could score
was four and a half pills.
30 milligrams of phenagren
just to make sure
i can keep it all down.
i heard you could use
dramamine
but hey,
who wants to risk it?
i've taken my last chance.
15 milligrams of xanax
and if i can make it
for another hour or so
i won't even remember
what i've done.
this will end with a clean slate,
me on the floor
*******
saying mother,
mother,
what the **** did i do?
if i can speak at all.
290 milligrams
to prove
this is not
a cry for help.
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