The Pills
I take for my Head
I take for my thoughts
I take for my feelings
begin to look
Delicious,
Tempting,
Inviting.

Unlike the people
they accept me,
they want me,
they need me.
They haze my mind
making me uncontrollable
but oddly comfortable.

I’ve never been so high
not high enough to see the stars
or high enough to quit.
But i want to...
Not Quit.

I want to see the stars.
I want the world around me to go dim
stay there even.
And I want things to stop.
I want to be alone.