My little white friend.
I was overwhelmed.
My anxiety was taking control of me.
I was losing control.
Control of me.
My mind racing in circles.
Chasing itself.
Searching for answers.
Answers that didn't exist.
Making matters worse with every thought.
My stomach churning from the ride.
A storm raging with inside.
A no life preserver for me.
Until I reached for thee.
My little white friend.
You were there for me again.
The bottle couldn't open soon enough.
Take the pill.
Pop it in my mouth.
Down my throat.
To my belly.
When will you reach my mind?
Turn it off like you always do.
Save me from myself.
Please now do.
Again I turn to you.
My little white friend.
No answers needed.
You confuse it all within.
No chase.
No thoughts.
Just clouds from my little white friend.
I can't see the mess.
No, not in your fog.
Thick as pea soup.
Socked right in.
Everything gone now.
All calm.
Thanks to my little white friend.
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