Perspective of a Pill Bottle
I’m here to drive the edge away
Though I just make you feel broken and ashamed
I leave you in a cloud but dull the pain
I shape your actions and warp your brain
They say I will to make you sane
Calm the rage, slow the train of thought
Each day closer to our expiration date
A balancing act, careful not to tip the weights
Too much equals disaster, too little and it ends the same
You come and go while I sit and wait
It’s my turn when you’ve had all that you can take
I win the battle as you collapse on the floor
I watch as they burst through the door
I’m along for the ride as we tear through the night
With each breath you fight; neons in sight
They pump out the poison; you’re barely hanging on
You wake up and I am gone, never to return
I doubted you; you’re strong. . .
Reclaim the voice within
Never give in
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