Off My Pills
I am so lonely
I am off my pills
I am sitting in church, listening to my father spew his message
My eyes are becoming wet
As he ages, he becomes set in his ways
I don't think he realizes the force of his harsh words
There is nothing I can say
I sit next to my mother, a healthy three feet between us
Any closer and I cringe
She stands to testify though the others before her stay seated
I do not admire it
Their fiery spirits encourage the congregation
However, they just make me feel lonely
How's college?
Do you have a boyfriend?
I am off my pills
I smile small and shake my head, eyes turning down
No, I am alone
I am alone and off my pills
I am alone, and off my pills, and I daresay I'm more in touch with my doubt than my faith right now
I drove separately and parked far from the building
I leave church by myself
Copyright © Abigail Larimore | Year Posted 2015
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