An sick today.
All alone in my room.
All I take is 5 different pills.
And all I get a drowsy high that doesn't go away.
Better than am down now.
But I can't do much too.
Bedded all day cause of the drowsy mess in my head.
Betting with myself that I will not be missed.
Can I go out? I asked myself?
Could there be a better time for it to rain all day?
Complaining only gets you so far, admit fate & rest.
Communing into my own space of a head...
Dying; it feels inside.
Dwelling the emotions of sadness that comes with sickness.
Definitely weird enjoying thus sick high all day long.
Damn it all... Life sucks when you're sick.
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