E P I S O D E

This prescription is expired

The nightmares come uninvitedly

The sounds of their whispers sounds like they’re talking about me

Let their laughter and small talk diagnosis me

The voices that I hear are starting to become clear

Am I shattered,

Because I don’t seem to fit in this world

Allow them to put a label on me

Allow them to define my existence

Can anyone understand me

Because the weight of this fear that attacks me feels like it’s killing me

Dissect me,

What is the possibility that I will survive

Great expectations to a rare cure cease to exist

I need a remedy that is not obtainable

Search for this rare antidote and tell me what you find

Welcome back,

This prescription is expired

Just give me the truth directly,

Because I already know that the cure is unavailable

It’s okay,

I already know that I don’t belong in this World

© 2017 AssonanceWriter

Reviews

[Ashe Conten]

Wonderful, just resonating.
Your words say so much, magnificent job

[AssonanceWriter]

Thank you for reading, love! (: