bitter pills

ts getting harder to swallow
these pills of wasted time
i down another bottle to coincide
trying to drown out thoughts
they come way to erratic anymore
i cant decide which ones are here to better me
so i shut all of them out
can you lend me your eyes
so that i might see
what is blindly laid before me
i thought with time i could get better
i thought with distance i would become whole again
but in the end its left me nothing
nothing but the happiness to be free
roam the earth and dodge other men
playing games not with them but really with myself
i hate the plot that i have chosen
i want it to end like a fairy tale