Pills

Appletree

I went to get some pills today,

Little, nearly forgotten drops of hope.

Warning signs came upon me and

I had to ask for help.

 

I went for a run today, tried to sweat the fear away.

It waits, patient for the next day, with far greater stamina than I.

I need to ask for help.

 

I looked at a knife today

sharp, serrated, welcoming teeth.

It speaks to me of sleep and rest,

of help.

 

 

 

  • Author: Appletree (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 24th, 2017 07:46
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Christina8

    Good for you for asking for help. You wrote a good poem and I hope you continue to write and get your feelings out. It helps.

  • orchidee

    I should look at the pills - the correct dose of course. Those knives are dangerous, I say!
    I don't know your situation though.

  • Appletree

    Is should point out this is more reflective than a desperate cry for help. I have a situation but I know it well. I am new to the idea of writing poetry but I think it might help.



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