They defend those insane thoughts
Bring you to your standing position when you fell to your knees
Dried up all the tears
Until the bottle is empty.
They ease your tension
Silence the screams
Cleanse the pollution that the disease shamelessly feeds your mind.
Until there are none left.
Without them, the disease crawls back
Overtaking your mind first
It has complete control over you.
The tears flood your broken heart.
Confused, not sure which is right and wrong
Without them.