I Want To Be Sedated

I want to be high so that the bullshit you shovel on me is then washed off me by timeless waves of hunger and paranoia that my eyes are too bloodshot. I want to be so high that every time I get suspicious about actions I float off into a string of consciousness that leads me....nowhere but specifically far away from anything negative. I want to be so sedated that even the most tragic of news is dripped out of my hanging mouth into a pool on my pillow where I lay my resting brain. You see I can't take much more of reality. Most say you'll deal with it, but I can't cope and I haven't even dealt with taxes yet! I want to be drugged and rich with butlers. It sounds lazy and counter productive, but really if my mind isn't sedated it's going to implode from the never ending nonsense of hobos jacking off at bus stops to old women cutting you off in their beat up toyotas because they are wayyyy past the driving age and have no peripheral vision. See this is a plea to anyone with the ability to lock me in a mental asylum; to do it. The hustle and bustle of everyday life stiffens my joints and clogs my arteries, sending my heart into palpitations I wouldn't wish on the cruelest of criminals. I wish, I want, I beg, I demand to be fucking sedated, because this world is too real; and I don't know how you can take it.