Medicine and Mayhem
- 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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