“Morphine”

When drinks won’t do. 

And the world gets mean. 

When the pain is brand new. 

And the wound is too clean. 

Shoot me with morphine. 

Let it run through my veins. 

Let me rest in peace.

Let me feel no pain. 

For however long that works.

For as long as it may ease. 

the pain, when the world throws stones. 

May I never feel a thing.