One will
So many pills,
To choose from.
One will help me,
One will calm me.
Another one will make me sleepy,
Or friendly.
One will make me happy,
One will make me sad.
One will take control of my muscles,
One will make me fly.
One will make me mad,
One will make me confused.
One will help my ADHD,
One will help my Bipolar.
One will help me make desicions,
One will make me swim better.
But this one,
The one I'm about to take,
Will kill me.
I swallow it dry,
And lay down.
The world slips away,
And my vision goes black.
'Finally,
No more pain,
No more fun,
No more love,
No more confusion,
No more yelling,
No more wars,
No more,
ANything...'
poem by Dragon Crenshaw
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