Prozac

Today I felt amazing,
After swallowing that pill.
It was a happy kinda high,
One you know never comes twice.
The next day, I swallowed another,
But I felt normal.
Abnormally normal.
Unusually okay.
Third day I feel fair.
Fair. Nothing more.
Fair.
Fourth day,
nothing.
What happened to my high?
My happiness had to be real,
So why when I take this little,
Blue pill does nothing inside change?
Why do I look in the mirror
And dig my nails in my face?
Why do I hate life so much?
Blue pill, work please.
It's an addictive high,
That's what I want.
So I slice into my flesh
When the pill doesn't work.
When that pill won't work.
The pill won't work.
Take away my pain again.
All you're doing is making
Me far more aware of it's existence.
I cut.
I cut.
I cut.
Icut.Icut.Icut.
icuticuticut
pleasework
takeitaway
allofit
make
it
go
away,
littlebluepill.