A murky tide is drawing in the young,
A silent anthem of the broken sung.
They step into a dark, unforgiving maze,
And lose the light of normal, healthy days.
The toxic pill rewires the fragile mind,
Leaving the warmth of sanity behind.
Through sleepless nights and words without a place,
A phantom grin replaces every grace.
The splitting headaches and the fading appetite
Consume their strength into the lonely night.
Their thoughts dissolve in hallucinatory waves,
As dying neurons dig their early graves.
Sickness becomes the dress they wear each day,
As human dignity is stripped away.
Paralyzed by envy, hidden behind lies,
The spark of reason in their behavior dies.
They mimic lesser creatures in their stride,
With erratic movements that they cannot hide.
They chase a phantom called the “smart boy” style,
Trading their future for a fleeting smile.
They mistake poison for a sophisticated art,
Forgetting elegance belongs within the heart—
Rooted in justice, faith, and peaceful grace,
Not in the shadows of a dark embrace.
They trade tomorrow for a single thrill,
Bound to the mercy of a lethal pill.
A vibrant world stands watching, filled with cost,
As overnight, a generation’s wealth is lost.
