Pill after pill and still the void lingers
Gripping my wrists begging to escape reality.
Ocean of velvet is where the high takes me.
Artificial comfort and happiness,
why can't you last forever?
Soon I'll forget what solid ground feels like,
and I'll lose myself to you again.
Oct 28, 2014
Oct 28, 2014 at 7:53 PM UTC
Pill after pill and still the void lingers
Gripping my wrists begging to escape reality.
Ocean of velvet is where the high takes me.
Artificial comfort and happiness,
why can't you last forever?
Soon I'll forget what solid ground feels like,
and I'll lose myself to you again.
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