slob work

pills

A blur is my brain,
I'm going insane,
no one will love me.

I sit and wait for those pills to bring me down.
I sit and I wait,
but nothing happens.

Did they fail once again?
Did they not succeed to silence my tremours and choke my words?

Did the poision that was forced down my throat never make it to its destination?

Or am I just immune?
immune to all the ways I can make the pain dissapear.
immune to everything that swarms my head in the late hours of the day.

Or am I used to the way they scream,
and the way they thrash
trying to make their way out of every crack in my skin.
trying to bring themselves to the light of day?

Or are they hiding?
Is this why I am no longer full?
No longer full of emotion?
Is this why I'mm numb?
Is this why I cry?

Do the pills make me full or empty?

why

am

i

empty

on

pills?