A tsunami of questions flooded your head,

As you lay tossing and turning in your bed,

“What have I done?” You asked yourself,

“It’s not like another pill would affect my health.”

So here we are now on the building tops,

Drenched in icy grey raindrops,

Staring at all the city lights ’till we are going blind.

You say you wish you had a rope,

Or telescope to give you some sort of hope,

Or helmet to hold the shattered remains of what used to be your mind.

And then the bitter realization sinks in,

“Of all the people I could’ve been, why have I become someone who carves myself and cries?”

Soon all the helmets will detach,

As they see your spinal chord collapse,

The tsunami breaks out of your eyes,

Forever staring and wondering,


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