A Day in the Life

Depot of Haloperidol today
 and chitchat session with a Mental Nurse.
 I promise you I would not wish this curse
on any living person, come what may.
Some music, snooze, a snack, some small delay,
 self-medicate on five percent or worse,
 with that let’s try and cut the story terse;
I want the mind to function, not decay.
  Haste, here come memories of all my sins!
  Can I make recompense before begins
   The Lord to count, The Devil slyly claim,
   the latter stating me not him to blame?
    Would any good, the bad intent outweigh?
    Injection, lager, take my care away.