Popping pills.
One after another;
been doing so ever since
we were children.
Open bottle.
Take one.
Swallow.
Drink.
Pills haunt us,
cure us, poison us.
They save us
and kill us.
We trust them so much
that we agree
to let them
end us.
We get addicted to it.
We rely on it
to pick us up
when we are down.
People say its a
disgrace
to take your
own life.
But it isn’t our fault,
it’s the pills
that we trust
To do the deed for us.
It is the trust
that allows the pills
to
consume us.
Our genius mind trusts a
inanimate object to save us
or to
destroy us.
Editor’s note: The poet says this piece of art reflects society and is not autobiographical.
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