Puisi: "Pills" by Aris Balu

Another please,

This time, it's for the beast that feasts upon insanity

Come on, don't tell me you don't have it

I'm tired of the light, facing another sleepless night, wondering if I'm still alive

fetch me another dream,

The one where the smile is sincere, and no apology is necessary to breathe

These people, they don't exist

I'm talking to their shadow, the one carefully placed, replacing their insecurity

yet, if all is but a plot, we are alone in our reflection

no, I don't want to think about it

Give me another release,

Give me peace, even if the price is worse than giving up

for what is worse than giving your all, and being left behind to climb the wall?

what is worse than a life of sacrifice, yet the sun never shines on your existence