Cyanide Overdose

From the abyssal depth of these endless cliffs

I watch the black hole swallowing the sun

The neon sunset cast a shadow on my face

I feel the breeze of the twilight mist

I think there is something inside

These pills that wasn’t aspirin

I begin to doubt my headache

Will ever go away

I’m flying over the cyanide cloud

As my skin begins to blister

A sublethal exposure was not enough to kill me

You should have made sure of how much I needed

I can feel the fear in my blood but

The poison won’t make it to my heart

But I will carry on

I will be the one to decide when

My time has come

You should have checked your assay

And leave me here for dead

I tasted my requiem

Just to spit it at your face

Though my eyes are blurry

And my hands are shaking

I feel the compound flooding my lungs

Each breath I take makes me numb

And struggling to understand