Side Effects Include Hallucinations, in the way your words make me believe that we will get that apartment on the 22nd floor with the designer kitchen and the giant windows and two dogs sleeping at the foot of the bed when we're All-Grown-Up but i try to hold your hand and it isn't always there sometimes i reach and all that squeezes through my fingers is a wisp of green dark smoke and you are suddenly 500 miles away
Nausea, Sickness, Vomiting, and Pain, like when i wake up with tears already carving scars into my face and the walk to the front door seems like the farthest walk i've ever taken and invisible shackles as ancient as the roots growing underneath my head bind me to my nest (kind of like when you tie me up) the thorns crawl up the rusty metal and twist into my stomach wrap themselves around my molten core spreading shoots through bursting veins knees buckle, hit the bathroom floor
And May Include Death you are the perfect drug an addictive pro-zac that makes me convulse from withdrawals if i ever dare to skip a day i have to have more an self-refilling pill box and all it costs is every last inch of my heart and soul and energy