My breakfast is Adderall
My lunch 600 mg ibuprofen
My dinner is Seroquel
The one thing these all have in common is me
Slippery ***** that is my mind from okay to utter destruction
The moments of disassociation fading in and out of this reality
My breakfast kicks in and concentration suddenly comes so easy, yet I will not feel hungry the rest of the day. The doctor said it's a small price to pay
The pain from lack of nutrition to my stomach, it is time for my lunch. I take it with the smile of the simple knowledge that relief is around the corner
Although the relief is short-lived and once again the realness of the person I am before starts to sink through
It's dinner time, in about 30 minutes I'll be sedated and asleep. What's wrong with the little extra help?

They said "Just remember what's being sown will be reaped "
I said "I'm sorry I can't focus to understand you for haven't had breakfast  yet"