Mistaken, Nighttime Musings
There is no paradise
Take the remedy like a dutiful child
No questions, it's for your good.
Can it help? Will it fix me?
Drinking the cure like life itself
Don't you look at me.
I know what I am, has it helped yet?
They say there's help
They say there's hope.
Did they lie? Do they know?
The stars and stains are breathtaking
The void is close, so close.
Can I go? Do I stay?
Take the remedy like dutiful child
No questions, it works.
Are you wrong? Am I getting better?
No paradise...
Copyright © Ariel Dorton | Year Posted 2015
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