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death is so near

i can feel it as it comes closer and closer everyday

these pills don’t actually do anything

they don’t fix any of my problems

each pill i swallow covers up another dark day

it makes me feel as though i’m healthy

as though i’m normal

but this is not the case

give me two minutes alone with my thoughts

more things will cross my mind in those minutes then in your whole lifetime

unable to focus on any one thing

but with the ablitly to focus on many

so quickly does my mind race through these thoughts

inevitably the final thought will always be death

everything we do leads to our death

every thought that runs through our head ends in death

these pills are a pitiful attempt to slow my thoughts

slow them enough as to where i do not have enough time to dwell on death

but all i need is two minutes

two minutes to find the courage

two minutes to question the universe

two minutes to question myself

two minutes to realize that death is everywhere

unavoidable

unquestionable

unconquerable

these pills try to keep me from thinking of this morbid fact

but give me two minutes and i can prove this fact as wrong