Taken With the Wind

Swollen
A scratch beneath the bruising
I couldn't cry.
As much as I wanted to
My eyes
Couldn't form tears.

They searched, though.
They searched for relief
They searched for healing
They searched for numbness
They searched for the bottle
Hidden under the dresser
Inside the jewelry box
That held little pills

Little pills that provided
Relief
Healing
Numbness

From 0 to 60
They were in my mouth
One
Two
Three
And within 20 minutes
I was out like a light.