Magic Pills

One pill, two pill, three pill, four
Each has given me a feeling I once did adore
Taking away the never ending sore
And leading me to a different place

I didn't cry, I was cured
Sleep spells followed me, but I endured
The smile below reassured
Until it was gone from my face

Inside my heart is simply still
There are no more dreams in which I wish to fulfill
I just want to kill
The corpse that keeps me here

Once again the razor becomes my friend
I follow a path to which I descend
Pulling me closer and closer to an end
For emptiness has always been my fear

And as the days go on I look at my face
Of the pain that lined it there is not one trace
But my spirit it did erase
Now I wish I could cry

Five pill, six pill, seven pill, eight
For myself I've developed some sort of hate
So much magic, it's just too late
It's time for me to die