Lost
Drowning in drunk thoughts,
feeling myself rot.
Letting my mind drown,
mindless wandering, going down and around.
I'm stuck in this cycle,
getting sunk with my mind full.
Just hoping that the pain will go numb,
this world just feels so dull.
Going in circles,
waiting for the days to be fun.
I'm tired of feeling all the things that have happened to me,
so I'm letting the world go hazy.
Slowly take my Citalopram,
make me forget just who I am.
All I want is to forget,
please just let me forget.
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