last resort.

Mar 24, 2005 00:23

i haven't felt like this in a really long time.
i was lying, i'm not doing any better.

yes/doctor
no/doctor

i think the pills are getting too me

i remember the first time i painted the
white tile wet red. it was beautiful.
i thought you went across, like they did
in the movies.
[butyoudont]

go down, slice it open
like the stem of a rose.

take my hand -
but your already gone.
i guess i'm left to go alone.

no one would listen anyways.

i found my god, where is yours?
mines in the kitchen,
inside the drawer, next too
the potatoe peeler.

go see the doctor.
do what he says.
twice a day with a glass of water.

yessiri'llremembertooverdose.

i'll take it twenty times a day

would that last me long enough?

since when did pills make someone alright?
since when did pills make someone anything but different?

alright and different are not the same,
but it doesn't matter because the doctors
and your family aren't on what your on

full of water, i see too the bottom
red/dripping
i'll write on all the walls.

goodnightiloveyougoodbye
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