Up the dosage,
make it more numb.
Make it so I,
can ghastly overcome.
As my subconscious waves it’s deadly sword
on a collision course toward my mind.
My conscious presence jumps up and down
and hails, airily cheering from the side-line.
Taunting, screaming, mocking and chanting
I wish to act as if I don’t have any care,
But given the chance to take em’ all on,
Without question… as it is all too much to bear.
As if my mind were not of my own
“Do as we say, and not as you wish”,
Like I was given this body and mind,
only to be trapped in a bowl like a fish
So, up the dosage
I will soon overcome,
the only way I know how,
by being comfortably numb.
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