It was just yesterday
She had a dream
Then it flew away
On the floor
Overpowered
Melancholia is always in season

The thunderstorm inside her head refuses to come to a halt
The twisted voices are forever present
She fears they will remain with her until she decays

Swimming in the ocean of hopelessness

Her dreams are bleeding away from her
Giving rise to medicinal desires... Again

To turn off her humanity for a relaxed mind  
If only for a little while
Euphoria... dazzling colours like a rainbow after rain on a hot summer's day appear in front of her very eyes
Disassociation with her surroundings and her body, all that she craves
A ******* out like stepping into a jar of pale pink candy that later becomes a large gaping hole when it all wears off

She has abandoned the habit but she is tipping off the edge of a cliff
Anything can happen