Sleeping Pills Poem by Sirena Sangré
Sleeping Pills
everything is different
nothing is the same anymore
the air
the wind
even the rain is different
cold and sharp on my skin
food is bland and makes me sick
I can feel it rot as it sits on my plate
well not everything…
the pills are the same
sweet pill take me to my land of dreams where the rain is warm and soft and food is hot and comforting
Wednesday, October 4, 2023
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