Psilocybin

When I
Fall asleep
I Dream
Of Staying Asleep
I Don't want to
Wakeup

To face me
In the morning
In the mirror
Everyday

With this
Heavy
Feeling
Of Seeing
Nothing but Grey
Everywhere
And everything
Seems
Wrong

I cannot describe
My
Depression
My
Dispair
Even for Me
It's beyond belief
The Fear
The terror
The Dread
Of waking up
To This

Where their drugs
Don't Work
But the ones
That do
Are Not Allowed

For me