Missing from my system,
The pills that never entered.
Sitting in a box,
Waiting to be took.
Day one past,
Day two screamed,
Day three lost.
They sit there,
Accumulating dust.
No work did they do,
No difference did they make,
Sitting here in the sun,
Feeling no change in myself.
Knew that it was wrong,
But was too sick to do right.
Days are numbered,
As they turn skywards.
Told another,
They were worried.
Didn't like the change,
Didn't feel any different.
Took two pills,
As advised.
Feel the same,
Why did i start!?
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