Side effects.

Woke up in a haze

pill bottles scattered on my bed

mind slowly remembering the craze.

Oh, the downfall of having a chronic disease

putting pills in your mouth with such ease.

I asked you two days ago to keep an eye on me,

I started a new medication and I’m not sure how it’ll impact me.

Scrambling for the bottle,

it reads:

“Side effects:

severe mood swings


suicidal ideation.”

Fuck. I knew this isn’t me,

drowning everyone out in misery.

In one day, I managed to push two people out,

burning bridges and wearing them out.

My heart is heavy as I dumped the remaining pills

angry with my disease that almost killed.

I’ll never expect for you to forgive me,

but here is my silent plea.

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