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Xanax Blues

floating on little round orange  
swallowed them down  
on a Xanax cloud  

i've been burning bad  
in a world too bright  
anxiety demons on the prowl  
biting me demanding
my peachy friend  

doc says they cause dementia  
with long term use  
cut my dose in half  
60 pills a month went to 30  

i've been struggling
stomach flips  
highs & lows  
lets not forget the manic fits  

she's taking my drug away  
my coat of numb  
that covers all my sin  
says it's for my own good  

I rebel at her notion of salvation  
I live with delusions  
when anxiety escalates
to the point I can't
come down off the walls  

even my mania is welcome  
compared to the pain i've felt  
detoxing off this shit  
it's close to being dope sick  

I honestly thought I got this  
the idea of kicking it  
didn't make me trip  
now it's affecting my creativity  
has me drinking round the clock  
just to find I'm still in withdrawal hell  

benzos are not a toy  
to be messed with  
never thought  
to be a junkie again  
today I thought of getting a bag  
taking that dark elevator  
all the way down  
just to feel
if only for a moment
human again  

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