i need to escape

orig_bise2post

*note to the reader... this is inspired by one of my good friends who recently told me what i already suspected: he's an alcoholic. He suffers from "smart kid" syndrome... smartest person i've ever known... but he gets depressed and drinks.



If you could only feel my consciousness,
See life through the eyes of my soul,
You would know what I know:
the world is mostly made of pain.
Unbearable and unescapable suffering,
The depths of which you can only read about.

Doctors with their checklist clipboards in hand
Tell me everything will be okay.
"Don't worry," they say
"Just take these with every meal."

Well fuck their busy schedules
and fuck their miracle capsuls of hapiness.
They're the reason i need the pills.
Them and all their clones.
I'm somebody... not a zero at the end of a pay check.

So i'll sit in my room with my notebook in hand
And write about pain if that's what my hand wants to write.
because that is what i know so well.
Ubbearable and unescapable suffering
The depths of which you can't even read about.

nailz100

What you are talking about. I/ we actually wrote a song called "emotional" that deals with that exact subject matter. Its on the website link in my profile, and I think I posted the lyrics somewhere on this site a little while ago.

excerpt: "My true happiness is so much deeper than the medicated life that I have learned to live"