Purge

[datsgier]

Brown bottles everywhere.
Filled with remedies to take away the pain.
However, they empty the soul.
They remove thoughts of happiness and replace with numbness.

Can not live without them,
but yet, can not live with them.
The mental pain I feel without them is unbearable.
The numbness I feel with them makes me want to die.

What to do? What to do?

Do I wean myself off and succumb to my mental afflictions,
then surely die?
Do I take the little pills, but continue the miserable path that I’m on,
then surely die?

What to do? What to do?

Brown bottles everywhere.
Placebos?
Trickery?
Is there anything to gain from taking little pills?
Are they helping?
No...

What to do? What to do?

Purge thy system of little pills.
See what is to come.
I may die.
I probably will die.
I am miserable with them.
I will be distraught without them.
Yet what is life without happiness,
instead filled with numbness?

What to do? What to do?

Contradictions by professionals,
Suggesting differing approaches.
Yet not one has helped.
Can not help myself.
Do I take care by my own hands?
Do I take my life by my own hand?
Life is unbearable.

What to do? What to do?