The cool breath of indecision
Sweltering in my head
So many directions
But all leave you dead
We medicate ourselves
To help with the adjustment
But the darkness seems
Our best endearment
Love and companionship
Is for what we long
Yet a corrupted decision
Only delivers two wrongs
Oh to taste the flesh
The sweat and passion
Fueling the inferno
That ends in destruction
The visual gives way
To the physical
Then the contact
Only twists the mental
Lubricating our minds
With false images of love
Then chambering the round
To kill the dove
When all is said and done
One thing is for certain
These fucking pills
Are just not working!
Food for thought!
Reality or creativity?
You decide!