Paradox of Pills

Pills before bedtime… Pills when I rise... Pills during the day.... to quiet the sighs... Pills to make me happy... Pills to keep me fit... Pills to keep me going... I wonder…can I quit? All the pill popping Is to keep me well Yet at times I feel I’m under a spell If I go cold turkey Will my life just end? Give me an answer If you are a friend. I want to come clean And learn to bear pain In place of happy pills YOU must keep me sane If it is too sudden And I lose my grip Tell the doc and shrink Had hell of a trip! Eileen Manassian Ghali