Anti-depressants

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.