Overdose

I think I've had too much of it,
The things that are all around,
An overdose of everything,
Feel dizzy on the ground.

An overdose of senses,
Filled up to the brim
It sometimes makes me wonder,
As lips reach to the rim.

An overdose of living life
Packed up there in the chest,
The antidote to all this test
Is left to be possessed.

An overdose of happiness,
Silence and then sadness
Gets the ghost into me then
Leaves without a trace.

Till the day its over then
The overdose can rest
And leave me happy and content
Will truly then feel blessed.