Little Pink Pill

A villanelle about psychiatric medication was the original, I'll probably post more poems.


6. Mater


You've done your best,

you seem to think, and sometimes i agree.

Brought me up with the highest pedigree,

Did everything to put me above the rest.


I must be a failure in your eyes,

Nearly friendless, lonely, secretive.

Not to mention those wicked lies

I always tell you, my eyes furtive.


There's pain in your face,

Every time you see me cry.

I love that tender embrace,

with your eyes towards the sky.


I regret my mistakes,

I hope you know that.

I've tried to drown in lakes,

But no more of that



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