Pills

The sad reality is,
You love pills,
And I love you.

You don't like pain,
You don't feel pain,
You don't know love,
Nor do you want to.

Pills are your way,
To another reality,
Another place of broken dreams,
And serenity.

The pills bring out your smile,
The pills bring out your face,
The pills make you happy,
Even if you can't feel your legs.

The pills are the road you've chosen,
The pills are your best friend,
The pills will be there for you,
As your dying in your bed.

I wish I brought out your smile,
I wish I brought out your face,
I wish I made you happy,
And I wish you were mine to take.

But now you sit alone,
WIth every shaking bone,
And take your pills,
Your Oxy,
Valliums,
Bombs,
And bars.

And now your not you.
And you are the one to blame,
I loved you.
You love pills.
And now your all alone.