I lift my head
A tip of the glass
Burning down my throat
I tell myself it’ll pass

I know not what I have taken
Save that it damages me
Hopefully, irreparably so
Let me go out quietly

Are you really living
If you are merely alive?
Devoid of what makes you human
Is it enough to merely survive?

For I see no difference
In  me being alive or dead
Remove the fifth wheel
One less mouth to be fed

My hands have started trembling
Vision started to blur
Mental faculties grinding to a halt
My voice now merely a slur

This is how it ends
Chemicals burning in my bloodstream
Pull down the levers, shut down the body
Death of my dreams


Picture Courtesy:
Inspired by Bloodstream – Ed Sheeran

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