I'm constantly bombarded with offers for pills from friends & doctors.
Pain pills & anti-depressants.
I hate the fucking things and refuse them unless it's an antibiotic from my doc's script.
With my addictive behaviour, the last thing I need in this life is another thing fucking me up and shifting my attentions.
I have grown to embrace my pains.
Lets me know I'm alive.
Addicted to pain... addicted to Life.
But don't mistake my hatred of pills for any negative thoughts towards those who need the things to make it to the next sunrise.
We all gotta do what we all gotta do.