After Death

Drugged

I hate this, hate
Feeling so good
Until I suddenly
Drop. I swear to
God you'd think
I was on drugs,
But the only thing
I take is supposed
To heal my mind.
I'm okay, and then I
Feel happy. And
Then, out of nowhere,
My mind of glass
Bursts into shards
And I watch as a
Fire starts. These
Are the flames
That will burn me
Alive.