Drugs....a gateway to escaping from reality. A reality from this world to their own. But I don't like them....I'm not those people who say drugs are bad don't do it.....I have my reason....and my reason is in compared to anyone I know.
Drugs don't make me feel better.....they make things worse. They always had when I took my first pill at the age of 4. Doctors don't help at all. They'll just keep drugging you and drugging you until you die....
Anti-depressants, anxiety, and sleeping pills they aren't real! They don't work! They never did for me......
They get louder....stronger....they continue to make fun of me because I think these pills might help me! Save me! But they didn't.....and I soon realized that'll never be saved from my own mind.....
Nothing.....can save me.....I'm a lost caused....I always have been from the start.....
I never remember a day when I didn't have to take pills.....I don't remember a day where I'm not in the hospital every month or week......I don't remember a day where I'm not constantly sick....I don't remember at all.....remember that I'm okay....
Why....why didn't Death proclaim my soul since the first breathe I took.....why....I don't wanna suffer anymore....I know I'm dead....I'm nothing but a dead girl walking.....I've always been a dead girl.....
So.....please.....no more.....nothing in this world can help me.....not even the pills.....because they'll always win.....and I'll always lose....so please.....stop trying to save me with your medications.......because it won't work.....it never have....and it'll never will....so please....
Stop drugging me......
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