Impulsive

After we talked

For hours

About impulse

And self-control

I realized I don't

Have any

Not when it came down

To the wire

I felt on fire

My desire

Stronger than

What I aspire

To achieve

I had longed

To receive

A reason

To believe

That I was the one

You wanted

Now I will be haunted

By memories

For centuries

If my soul lives

Longer than I will

Because I have no

Free will

I wake up

To swallow

Another pill

Sit up on the window sill

Because if this doesn't

Numb me

Stupid, dumb me

Nothing

Ever will