Love & Medication from Pharmacie by Apologies, I Have None

Words have a weakness. They break when it comes to explaining all of the reasons. They fray at the ends when stringing together the sentences needed to tie up all of my questions. Time has no patience. It’s reflected down hospital walls in the bodies and minds of patients and it’s all I can think of lately. These tired eyes hide a wild mind. Is it ever enough, love and medication? Over and over and over again I have the same conversation in my head. Over and over and over again I have the same conversation in my head, why the fuck am I like this? Night sweats and tight chest, and plummeting mindset, but I can’t control it and I don’t think he gets this. Why can't he shut the fuck up for a minute? Why can't he just shut the fuck up and listen? These tired eyes hide a wild mind. Is it ever enough, love and medication? These tired eyes hide a wild mind, burning up like a wildfire.

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