Little Pill II – Inside Mental Illness

Little pill, little pill, magic cure to it all

Raindrop size, brutal  hit, like Herculean brawl

Simply, pop upon my tongue, world a cheery place

Nothing even bothers me, even  slap to the face

World is ending, wars a raging, teardrops not in sight

Terrible all around me, but I think I lost my fight

Seconds, minutes, hours… heart beat races now

Jaws do clench, muscles flinch,  reaching place of Tao

I pause, I wait, euphoria, moving toward some peace

Now engulfed in nausea, will it ever cease

Doc, help, I can’t sleep at all, sex drive is so low

I swear I had insomnia, bi-polar you bestow

Life upside down, scared, alone, need to take a breath

Pushing, pushing, forward while feeling like Macbeth

Modern day, tragedy, building in my head

Little pill, yes or no, both choices come with dread