It makes me wanna kill

Not actually kill 

I wouldn’t do that

But for every injection and pill

My God I probably could kill

But who couldn’t?

Pushed far enough

I feel like I’m on crack cocaine

Even though I’ve never taken it

I’m really not in the mood

But all I think about

All I want to consume

Is food

I’m not even hungry

You just constantly want to eat

And if you don’t 

When your heart skips a beat

I think about just protein

Only meat

Need to air the toxins 

In my feet

I’ve already gained a stone

And my God it makes me

Moan

How could you prescribe me that?

Having not even seen me. Twice. 

Two shrinks from prescribing 

Anti psychotics 

Without seeing me

What is really going on here?

Just wanna stay in the job

Take your money home

Having not even faced me

Couldn’t bare to fall from your

Doctorate throne

You should be hanging your head 

In shame

And it is you whom I blame

Because I wouldn’t kill either of you

But how negligent can you get

It’s worse than any bet

Riddled with side effects

I could list them

They’re at least ten

What’s it really all about

The history of my notes

You know why I get it

Because I come off the anti

Psychotics

All the pennies and pounds

In your pockets

And my dopamine surges

Which can cause psychosis 

But that’s not the only reason

Is it?

You wouldn’t even know

The truth behind the knife 

Incident

No one would want you to

Know

You would do anything

For it not to be revealed

Because I’m not a self-harmer

But you do prescribe harm to 

Her

Only time will tell

The truth will out

Didn’t want you lot to breathe

In trees

The oxygen in the air

When you’re just staring 

Down test tubes

And there’s no nature 

In the room

How wrong could you go

Wanting me to do a 

Pharmacogenetic study

What a waste of time

I have said treat the individual

Not the collective

Do you want to drive me 

Insane?

When you’re so bloody

Obsessed with my brain

Why don’t you just ask me

Read my blog

The answers are all there

We’ve known them for

Too long

Causing my insomnia

And some of my psychoses

I look forward to you facing me

In court

Wearing my shades

For every sinner

And man paid

For that very blade

Was not me

But you’d like to say it was

I know what you can cause

Please walk outside

And take a deep breath

And pause

You are bloody lucky

You can breathe

Take a note from 

Palden Dorje

And see how wrong

The west has truly gone

All the bangs on that sacred

Gong

I’ve lost people that I care about

And love

He’s talking about 

People boundaries

Determined to cut me off

Another one I’ll write

I swear I could kill

The thought not the act

If you don’t touch me

Or medicate me

I might one day be able to

Heal things

Get on stage and act

And we’ll have a supernatural

Radical Fanimal pact