A Quick Fix

I'm feeling very weak.
My hurt is at it's peak.
Pills in my mouth.
As my life goes south.
Feeling nothing inside.
Open long and wide.
Numb away my pain.
Stare into the rain.
Throwing away my humanity.
Losing all of my sanity.
It's far worse without it.
I'm not mentally fit.
They linger and haunt.
The voices laugh and taunt.
But at the end of the day.
I can't go on this way.