Her happiness was measured in milligrams-
the dosage of her Prozac,
or the amount of alcohol she didn't drink
alone in her room
and the number of men who lay on her bed
for twenty minutes-
thirty, on a good day.
The lengths we will go to feel alive
when what we really want is death.
Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 7:31 AM UTC
Her happiness was measured in milligrams-
the dosage of her Prozac,
or the amount of alcohol she didn't drink
alone in her room
and the number of men who lay on her bed
for twenty minutes-
thirty, on a good day.
The lengths we will go to feel alive
when what we really want is death.
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