The air seems so heavy
Breathing in and out
A cloud escaping
From my lungs
Each breath is labored
A task unto itself
My pulse quickens
And my heart jumps to my throat.
A fist full of pills
To start the day
And another to end it
Drugs can only do so much.
I cant remember
what its like
what is rest?
My life deteriorates
Before it even starts
I’ve still so far to go
But I am so weary.