I’m a mess
Depressed
Reckt
Can’t Recollect
When I last felt sane
This dysfunctional brain
Hates me so much
And while I used to have a crutch
The drugs are gone
Now for so very long
No longer numb
Bending over, getting bummed
No escape
From this metaphorical ****
All I can do is close my eyes
Pretend I’m high
Distract myself
And for my health
Send myself away
To a place where I’ll stay
Until I’m ready to return
Until the sunlight no longer burns
I pray
For this day
When I can walk from here to there
Without beginning to stare
In disbelief at the people
Who I only see as sheeple
The day I become one of them
The day I no longer need these chems
Or maybe they’ll pump me full
Of their pharmaceutical bull
And while I might be stuck on those
At least I tried and chose
Instead of falling back
Powerless to react
Answering impossible questions
With narcotic mind extensions
Dec 5, 2017
Dec 5, 2017 at 2:40 PM UTC
I’m a mess
Depressed
Reckt
Can’t Recollect
When I last felt sane
This dysfunctional brain
Hates me so much
And while I used to have a crutch
The drugs are gone
Now for so very long
No longer numb
Bending over, getting bummed
No escape
From this metaphorical ****
All I can do is close my eyes
Pretend I’m high
Distract myself
And for my health
Send myself away
To a place where I’ll stay
Until I’m ready to return
Until the sunlight no longer burns
I pray
For this day
When I can walk from here to there
Without beginning to stare
In disbelief at the people
Who I only see as sheeple
The day I become one of them
The day I no longer need these chems
Or maybe they’ll pump me full
Of their pharmaceutical bull
And while I might be stuck on those
At least I tried and chose
Instead of falling back
Powerless to react
Answering impossible questions
With narcotic mind extensions