The doctor gave me pills to fix the symptoms

Side effects of unhealthy coping mechanisms

Everyone’s been asking me these endless “easy” questions

Truth is that the truth is a hundred times more complex

I’ve spent the last few years trying to find the words

Shoving mountain-fulls of feelings into some pretentious verse

My obsession, my compulsion, my medicine, my curse 

Realitys’ duality has safety laced with hurt

I’m scared to leave behind the life I know

I’m terrified of never letting go

One step cleaner now, cleaner then before

Stuck one foot in and one out of the door