you hold on to a bottle
the way you used to hold on to dreams
you sip and sip until your head starts swaying
and everything is not as it seems

you're on medication for the first time
and when it travels through your body you feel alive
"just one more pill" turns into a million others
the addiction kicks in, you depend on it to thrive

you sit alone in your room
and you sob and let your thoughts strangle you
you could choose to die or live; the world wouldn't care
no one could know exactly what you do

you kiss the mouths of ***** strangers
and let them touch you everywhere
you know this play is meaningless
but you're so hollow inside, you don't care

you're broken and you're lost
so far from home, you don't know who you are
but have you forgotten to look up at night
and see that what comes out from darkness are the stars?