#medicationjourney
Pills and pills slide down my throat, it’s for my safety, I suppose. But maybe it isn’t, maybe pills and pills slide down my throat and it’s for their safety, for the people around me.
Because when pills and pills slide down my throat, they don’t have to see me suffer. But if pills and pills slide down my throat and it’s all for them, what does that mean for me? As for I will still suffer.
Even though pills and pills slide down my throat, I will still feel the consequences, the lack of energy, the dark thoughts. You know, they said that when pills and pills slide down my throat things would be better, feel better.
And even though pills and pills slide down my throat, I don’t feel better and things have certainly taken a turn for the worse. I didn’t feel so bad and things weren’t so terrible before pills— all those pills and pills sliding down my throat.
But if I take those pills and pills away, will I feel better or do I just need more of those pills and pills sliding down my throat? Messing with my body, more consequences every time. Oh those pills and pills sliding down my throat, supposed to make me better.
But what are they really for, those pills and pills sliding down my throat, cause they really don’t seem to do the job they have been assigned. So there they come, more pills and pills slide down my throat, just in the tiny sliver of hope that these will help, solve my problem.
So that I’ll eventually have less pills and pills sliding down my throat.
Nov 21, 2025
Nov 21, 2025 at 10:34 AM UTC