Fly Agaric

I feel dead
And it stays the same
Everyday

The daytime’s fine
Like sunny death
I breath my worries away
I feel so free
But now I need an escape
Fuck everyone
I’m going and I’m not coming back
One bite
No I won’t be high
But it stays the same

It feels the same
In bed, our bodies close
I feel your breath sting my neck
Same ol’ dreams
I dream my worries away
I feel so lonely and I need an escape

I don’t want to be high
I want to be dead

Poem is mine. Image is not.
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