Using any energy
I have left at all
To hold myself together
They can't see me fall
I don't want to be
alive or dead
I don't want to be
inside my head
I don't want to be
inside yours instead
Pills, pills, pills
I don't want pills
Pills are for the ill
I'd rather lie still
Why?
What's the reason?
I have seen no great treason
No fearful cries
No hideous lies
Only my own
Which I despise
Using any energy
I have left at all
To hold myself together
You can't see me fall
I can't even
Write
With this thing
In the
Way
Just turn away
YOU ARE READING
Words In My Head
PoetryThe thoughts and musings of no-one in particular. A collection of short-stories and poems.
