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Medicine and Mayhem

  • Writer: C.S.R.
    C.S.R.
  • May 12, 2024
  • 1 min read

Sometimes I wonder if

I’d ever be truly missed

If anyone would notice I was gone

If I disappeared for far too long


Would I be left rotting on the floor

Just an inconvenience and nothing more

Thoughts that constantly invade my head

Keeps me glued into my bed


Reality feels like a cruel place

A world I don’t wanna face


So medicate me out of my mind

To forget that nothing’s fine

Keep me out of the ceiling or off the floor

Until the dose is too low and I beg for more

Medicate me out my mind

I won’t regret it down the line

Cuz it’s the only thing I know

That can get me to tomorrow


Sometimes I hear the wrong thing

And just as a wasp I feel the sting

I spiral like Junji Ito

Dissociate to oh so long ago


I’ll only feel all the dread

Feels better if I stayed dead

Give me the bottle and a glass

Hope the pills can make me last


Reality feels so untrue

Dismantle it to get through


So medicate me out of my mind

To forget that nothing’s fine

Keep me out of the ceiling or off the floor

Until the dose is too low and I beg for more

Medicate me out my mind

I won’t regret it down the line

Cuz it’s the only thing I know

That can get me to tomorrow

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