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Tuesday, June 7, 2011

One Missed Pill

Whisper’s in my head all day, telling me how they see my face; Pounding voices in my head say what a worthless life I tread.

Little pills I take at night silence berating thoughts of mine; but if I miss just one small dose, I feel I’m hated by those so close.

Heart is pounding feeling dread, why do they hate me words not said; looks of worry read so wrong, suffering painful grief that does not belong.

Why do I stay when I cause so much pain, is what it feels like when I’m not sane; I should leave them in peace, just let my life force cease.

All because of one missed pill, my heart is pounding to its will; breathing slowly to calm my fears, holding back a host of tears.

Can you now empathize how I feel? When I miss just one white pill; let me be and sanity will come, just not to alone or there will be none.

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