I rise from where I lay and see,

A shell of what I used to be.

A reflection I no longer recognize,
whose heart once sobbed and cried.

I wonder where I went wrong,

Was it the pills or the alcohol?
My vision's askew and my head aches,
Am I too late? Will I live another day?

The clock continues to tick tauntingly,

It giggles and snorts at my agony.
I feel the darkness looming over my back,
A grinning silhouette of pure, dark black.

I'm a subject to society, blinded by temptation,

Unknowingly coerced through persuasion,
I was promised an escape from reality,
Instead it stripped away my sanity.

This cycle of anguish continues on,

Each time, pushing the limits far beyond,
My time slowly runs out and grows thin,
I cannot escape this addiction, fin.