Daddy, I'm on pill

Wrapped in my sheets,I lay on the bed

In a druken haze, eagle spread

I smell the sodium bulb faintly dim

Inch by inch the delight of goin limb.

Prescription drugs for every ill.,

I dare not say "Daddy, I'm on pill".

Coughed myself to wake in sobreity

Maybe I was dreaming in my dream again

All conscienceness of my yesteryears at bay

Grooved around the bedside table for them.

Like a rattle to a child.,I found mine

Milky white container,with a perforated cap

gulped one and washed it down with coffee.

felt the first pang of relief from the drill

but, I dare not say "Daddy I'm on pill".

Oh yes,I've read all the literature

Leaves liver,lung and all in a fixture.

Mushy masses of carcasses in the end.

Is'nt life more than that? u may defend.,

The question is :Happiness or Pain

MY happiness i choose.

Coz,this is my life i immensely disdain.

And here i pop another one still.,

but,I dare not say "Daddy I'm on pill".

This piece was inspired from a 2- week stand I went through on high dose drugs, prescribed for a week by my practitioner, extended for another 2 weeks by myself. Anything that can heal your pain, can never be harmful.I slept in peace for the first time in months.For the remainder of the time when I wasnt sleeping.,my vision was like the woman in that picture. :-) It was eternal bliss.