PILLS


The awful taste of powder
Will it take away my pain
or will it just camouflage?

The silent tears
OF pain-filled years
Are all now just a blur.

Let's take some more
Just one or two
You don't know why
I'm trying to hide.

So much guilt, shame and anger
Was it all my fault?
Things aren't always what they seem
But rather what we make of them.

Take a break
No one wakes
So hear my cries of anguish

A silent fight
So sleep tonight
Will I wake up?
I hope not , because I don't want to
Take anymore of those goddamn pills!

Written by Richard Hale

Copy Right 1996 ©Richard Hale

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