Medication

by Hannah Heroine   Jul 8, 2008


I'm not insane,
these meds are to blame.
Sitting alone i scream your name.
Spiraling down, my feelings are growing, the high is fading.
Secluded in this shattered mess, you've let me here to rot.
What once was right is now so wrong.
I took all you gave, the needles searing and tearing my veins.
Your lies have come full circle, you built me up, then left me to fall down.
Crumbling, fragments our my heart all around.
You and my meds, face to face, battling it out, trying to save my life.
Then realizing that you're all the same, both destroying me one overdose at a time.
Come here i need you, you make me sick every time i taste you.
But i need you just to get by.
I may have become an addict but it's all i have to release this built up pain.
It's always smoldering just beneath the surface.
And all the sadness creeps upon me. clouding my mind, blinding my eyes, swallowing me whole.
Then i reach for you and somehow i get through.
I'm scarred and scared but you numb my guilt every time.
Always addicted, I'm a puppet on a string, a shadow, you control everything.
You're my medication, the only thing real, you save me from the others, from myself....
I'll always need you.
You keep me breathing, but steal my breath, this heavy weight up on my chest.
I'm smothering, but somewhat alive. watching the time pass me by.
Just you and me and my meds...three empty spaces with nothing to prove and no way to make it through.
Your lies will overshadow my truth, but i don't care you've abandoned me anyways.
All i need is that dose....
It takes it all away.
The memories of you, your smile, your laugh, even your constant tears...
I'm not insane
TRUST ME
these meds are always to blame...

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