Medication

Falling below waves made of
Cotton and grey
Keeping me warm and keeping me safe.
I know it's the pills but I don't want to care
I just want them to take me there.

Falling below waves made of
Darkness and tears
Pulling me under and building my fears.
I know it's the pills but I can't fight it down
I understand that without them I'll slowly drown.

Falling below waves made of
Nothing and guilt
Knowing these aren't things I can actually feel.
My mind is panicking and making it up
I'm a psychosomatic bitch just full of fuck.