Cyanide overdose

From the abyssal depth of these endless cliffs
I watch the black hole swallowing the sun
The neon sunset cast a shadow on my face
I feel the breeze of the twilight mist
I think there is something inside
These pills that wasn’t aspirin
I begin to doubt my headache
Will ever go away

I’m flying over the cyanide cloud
As my skin begins to blister
A sublethal exposure was not enough to kill me
You should have made sure of how much I needed

I can feel the fear in my blood but
The poison won’t make it to my heart
But I will carry on
I will be the one to decide when
My time has come

You should have checked your assay
And leave me here for dead
I tasted my requiem
Just to spit it at your face

Though my eyes are blurry
And my hands are shaking
I feel the compound flooding my lungs
Each breath I take makes me numb
And struggling to understand