My Brain Is Screaming In Pain!

These meds are going to cause my death,  
Valium,Xanax,illicit's and the rest,  
causing me to feel lonely and  
depressed,  
because I'm too sedated to hold  
down a job,  
when the docs keep feeding me pills  
till I drop,  
I barely have enough energy to pat my dog,  
I get paid off of the dole,  
I only use the money to buy  
alcohol,  
so my thoughts are consisted  
of what's the point of my  
existence?  
I feel ridiculous trying to  
persist through this shit,  
when the world is a prison  
full of rich winners  
and sinners who go  
fucking the losers,  
People like me are caught  
up in the middle of it,  
because I haven't  
achieved anything  
to a corporate level  
unfortunately,  
but I'm trying to stop  
thinking about this,  
because the  
drug is taking it's hit  
making me feel like  
sleep is the best thing  
to do currently,  
Conspirators could't care about  
the few exceptions of street life,  
which is the general populations  
perception because they  
are a projection of in affection  
in civilisation,  
I am an alternative human  
who deserves respect,  
which I evidently  
don't get,  
because of the fucked  
up shit,  
that hit's  
peoples heads like bricks,  
turning mother fuckers  
into dust,  
after anarchy occurs in  
the streets and people  
cuss,  
later guns bust,  
which was all planned  
by a masochists lust,  
after seeing some guns  
go inside a persons fragile  
confines.