One Pill Or a Dozen
One Pill Or A Dozen
The world I see is tainted by life
Drugs cause me to be paranoid
Natural herbs the government made illegal
Pills to improve my mood
Other that brings me crashing down to Earth
A reality of flashing colored lights
Swirling around my mind
They block the real world from my reality
How many will make me feel pleasure?
One pill may be too few
A dozen maybe too many
Chemicals mixing in my blood
Rushing into my paralyzed brain
Is the music I see real?
Are the colors I hear coming from nowhere?
Pink baby alligators dancing in the street
Doctor Who wearing a paisley skirt walks toward me
The Tardis has brightly colored polka dots of yellow and purple
They dance to the rhythm of the falling stars
Then the world fades away
Buildings and people turn into clouds
They blow away into a black velvet hurricane
I lie on the bed with my eyes clinched
Sweating and crying as my reality disappears
I call to The Doctor but he isn’t real
I crash back to Earth in a bloody heap
My eyes open and I see my bedroom
I will wait here for an eternity
At least it will feel like an eternity
Until I get another pill
Or maybe a dozen
And I leave again
Into my own reality
The reality where I am happy
At least until I die
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