Wednesday, January 26

We are Mice

There isn't a feeling in the world that can compare to how it feels to of failed an overdose. When you don't want to be yourself, when you don't want to wake up tomorrow, when you don't want to even think of why you would consider something so foolish as overdosing. Whatever your reasons are, it makes you that much more human when you overdose, succeed or fail. It takes energy to put each pill into your mouth and swallow. You get into a pattern, you count each one, total up the dosage, and swallow them in this fashion. It can be habit forming if you do it once, it is much easier to do again. Your mind gets that feeling of wanting to escape, to get out of the closed room you live in each day. You want to open the door of consciousness and walk past the bright light into unconsciousness. You want to live in that world and have a new life, and forget all the reasons that you are still alive.

It's all in the eyes
The reckless way we dream to die
Our past is our future
The present lies
Somewhere between our hearts and minds
For those with no future
We'll touch hands on the street
Smile and keep moving on towards the heat
So keep this a secret our lot in life
They are elephants we are mice
We'll walk this earth somnambulant kin
With broken hearts that cannot mend
Losers first and second men
We'll do our best to blend in
You could reach out for my hand and i yours
Deliver water to soothe the burn
We'll drink our tears and thirst for more
It's our lot in life
They are elephants we are mice
So keep this a secret
Keep this a secret
We are mice

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