Throwing Away My Happy Pills

Throwing Away My Happy Pills

A Poem by Piro

They come in strange colors.
They keep me balanced.
They stick in my throat like dust.
I can feel them slide down,
Into my stomach
Where they plan evil things.
I pocket them every day.
I drop the sinister capsules into the trash
They shall never bother me again.
I do not need them.
They ruin my bright world.
My world is too bright, yes, but that's the way I like it.
And so I throw them away.
My happy pills.

© 2012 Piro


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I very nice piece of work, very ironic how these pills are suppose to make you happy but they make you miserable. Good job :)

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