Ecstatic Until The Sun Comes Up. Poem by Tyler Allred

I took a colored pill because I had nothing else to do
I thought it wasn't working so I decided to take two.
I had felt this way before and It was pumping through my veins
I was ecstatic for awhile but then the morning came.

Shaking in my sheets in the shower on the floor
Avoiding mirrors for fear of not knowing my self
My legs felt so heavy and my mouth was so dry
I paced around my house just waiting to die.

But dear reader this was not the first time
I should learn from my mistakes but i put them out of my mind
So I get my highest highs and highs and then the lowest lows
Until I crawl into a coffin in dirt hotel way down below.