Paradox of Pills

Written by: Roya Dreamer

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