Take away all this pain, I can't hide behind these pills I consume every day. Pill one, two, three, and four keep knocking on my door. Should I take six or switch to ten? Maybe then I'll forget what I always seem to remember.
These thoughts consume my brain, the pain goes deeper than my innermost soul. Do I take this or that? Such a hard question, but the only way to answer that is by finding out which one will screw me up better.
Why do I remember all the things I wish to forget? Each day it gets harder and harder for me to see waht keeps driving me. Sometimes I think it's the pain I keep trying to drown. Because each time I try it seems to surface more quickly. So each time I have to try harder and harder to make it go back down.
My mind is spinning around in circles. Each day it spins faster and faster with no master to control what it does. I stumble and fall because I get dissy, sometimes a little too tipsy.
What to do, what to do? Should I tell you all these thoughts inside my head? Or remain in silence hoping you'll hear the screams of pain lerking on my voice. I will never be the same. The sweet happy go lucky girl has goine away, leaving behind a black cloud full of pain. But its okay because I'll cover it up each day with every pill I take in my name!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is probably my favorite piece of yours.