Little Pills Date: Tuesday, 9th August 2011 @ 04:55:26 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: allie_07 Those little white pills so easy to swallow, in my own self pity I wallow. Handful after handful, passing in and out, trying to take myself away, to a place that holds no doubt. The demons inside me find their way down, leaning over that white bowl, realizing it's time to leave this town. Time to leave this state, this country, this world. Never to be seen again, my thoughts becoming unfurled. Sent away, to a 'better place'. No one can help me, until the memories are erased. This poem is Copyright © allie_07 Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=166957