Pink

They prescribed me these little

pink pills for my problems and

now I swallow them, two at a time

they actually do what they

are supposed to

they so rarely do;

One time I hurt my back

so they gave me these pink

pills for my problems and now

I see nothing but problems so

thank god for these little

pink pills I swallow them

two at a time and they

take all my problems away;

People say they are a problem

but these little pink pills

my f*****g god

they take all your problems

away.

Reviews

[Brett Moore]

I feel you. I've had the love/hate relationship with my "tools" before. It is an interesting and uncomfortable place to be when you hate what you need and need what you hate.

[JR]

It is tough to live in that gray space in-between. Thanks for reading.

[John the Baptist]

I really hope this one is not autobiographical, because those little pink pills sound a lot like opioids. They are indeed a problem. You might want to spell check the poem's second word.

[JR]

Fixed it. Not opioids. Nothing horribly addicting, but still, the need for release is there and they do help.