anti depressants

I take these two orange pills every night

They dull out the pain the struggle and fight

They numb my senses until I feel

Nothing that this world deems real

In the world that has famine and hunger

I take the pills and begin to wonder

Whether or not they are worth taking

This empty feeling that they are falsely making

Through my body the toxic chemicals sore

To the extent that I contemplate not taking them anymore

But then the dark clouds will come back

And the demons and lightning will return and attack

So these two pills of orange I take

Then I fall asleep and hope when I wake

The world will somehow tell me to go get her

And that I will be feeling a little bit better.