As of now it takes 7 different pills to put me at ease,
without them I'll most certaintly be on my knees.
Pain; physical and mental haunts my mind,
partaking of "mary jane" to help me unwind.
There is no peace for me while I live for what I've put myself through,
a bottled hurricane contained by medication taken in queue.
Inedbriated in mind and body, it is so very hard to know what is real,
no dreams while I sleep yet awake to more drugs that just conceal.
I know what I can be and am capable of without them,
PURE RAGE and I know from where it stems.
Will this be the way of me forever?
Like that of the Phoenix; must be controlled,
not knowing how much longer these chemicals will hold.