welcome to the paradox

you’re a many headed thing

worse than my worse fling

you cut my throat and make it so i can’t sing

a bird without its voice is sad thing to see indeed

but hopefully after tonight i shall be freed

let the bottle take the lead

i must maximize the dose so i may take it in exceed.

not only does this blow

but it lacks so much flow

dont act like you dont know

this feeling that i feel

sometimes i feel so unreal

take one look at me and it’ll show

forget the rhyme and the prose

i’m sick. end of story. damnit. nyquil here i come!