Friday, October 19, 2012

Road Kill

I'm over dosing on pain
Call call call
The doctor will not come
If I'm really quiet I can hear the monks hum

On the table I wait to die
Hurry hurry hurry
Hope is none to one
I bid you farewell my soul is on the run

Stop the madness
Quiet quiet quiet
I hear as I shoot up
He gives me a pill and a cup

The walls mock
Laughs laughs laughs
And my shirt insults
The many voices inside me have long talks

Seven years pass
Go go go
They say I'm better
That I'll be a regular joe

A week later
Back back back
I see the padded walls
They knew I wasn't crazy when I killed u in a bathroom stall

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