Pill Bottle Label Poem by Desiree Whitamore

she hung up the phone for the last time
she was done playing this game
her heart was on the edge
since it took over yesterday.

she ran into the house
she was done with rejection
her face was always red
from the tears causing a reaction.

she was lying and she knew it
school was bad too.
her mom thought she'd be okay
her dad probably knew the truth.

the label on the the bottle
said: take if you're in pain
what she didn't know was
physical and emotional weren't the same.

she swiped a few and drank them down
hoping it would cease.
the cup in her hand was sweaty
from her being a disease.

too much of her life was a burden
just like she was to their life
she understood why they didn't care
it was too hard to fight.

this wouldn't change her
it was their job to change.
no way would she say sorry
for never winning in the game.

the game that she was done playing.
done playing for good.
she'd run from her family values
and forget them if she could.