This Pill

It is without a doubt

that this pill

has been placed

on my tongue

and begun to melt.

I cannot get myself

to swallow,

however.

I'd rather choke

on it's pasty residue

and after matter.

I will not

be held responsible

for something

I did not accept.

I will do everything

to fight

the after effects.

But,

what if resisting

will make it worse?

What if the pill

hits my body

and begins to hurt?

You see

I blocked it out

as long as I could.

But sooner

or later

it has to absorb.

And then

it will hit me

like a ton of bricks.

I should have

accepted

so I was ready

to cope with this.

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