This has gone on too long

 

It is not healthy how you wallow

And swallow all the bitter pills

And imagined ills

And turn your god-given soul

Into a hole

That swallows you

As you wallow

In imagined ills

Doped out on pills

Not recalling lifeÕs thrills

The pain went away ages ago

But for you, no

The feeling of numbness is all that matters.