An opened bottle rests in my hand
I never expected you to understand
one pill down, but I don't feel a thing
I figured there'd at least be a sting
5 pills down, still nothing new
maybe I didn't think this through
10 pills later, everything's a blur
maybe this is what you'd prefer
20 pills down, there's now nothing to see
masked by my mind's treacherous debris
27 total and the bottle rolls to the floor
a tear escapes my eye as I whisper
"I need more"