False Reality

Inherited prescription drugs to keep me alive.  
Now I suppress those depression lows and anxiety highs.  
I daydream of a sweeter place in time  
where love is all there is as pain is a lie.  
 
Reality is but a memory as I wisp away,  
mind overloaded by those thoughts, astray.  
Foul air burns me at the stake.  
Do you feel my all-time heartbreak?  
 
These lung's have been weak in the knees,  
my heart longing to feel their breeze.  
I rest in an instant, in that facade daydream..  
hoping for love among other strange things.  
 
 P.S The photo is mine.