Pills

 

Sitting here, in my room again…

 

Looking up at the memorized ceiling…

 

Smiling sadistically at myself…

 

So weak… so simple… so numb and drained of everything…

 

Just sitting here thinking…

 

Throbbing headache again… no more pills…

 

And I look at the nightstand, accomplice to crime…

 

Laughing softly, I’m still alive…

 

Hehe… 21 pills in my bloodstream at the moment.

 

Time passes by slowly…

 

Listening to music  or comedians, laughing…

 

I’m still alive despite everything…

 

I guess I’m meant to stay here…

 

21 pills in my pills don’t do anything…

 

Living to see another sunrise… yes, I’m still alive.