swallow the mellow comfort of artificial joy inhale celestial fumes to exit the pain manipulate your brain to handle your innerself push aside your thoughts suffocate your hate
something eating me inside it drills my brain
the discomfort of artificial euphoria mandatory way of life the discomfort of being guided from ash to ash with passing moments of delight
walk around the burning fields to avoid the flames smell the stench of sulphur, hear the cries a fraction of what used to be keeps twisting your mind a cancer in your brain compells you to die