Poets logo

Little White Pill

A Poem

By Jessica RasilePublished 5 years ago 1 min read

I place the small white pill under my tongue, praying it will bring me some relief.

My chest is so tight, I can barely breathe.

I can feel my heart beating a mile a minute, as if it’s in a race to the death.

I’m terrified of what these feelings are doing to me.

How do you fight something you can’t see?

I’m tired, and as the pill quickly takes effect,

I start to drift off wondering if it’d be so bad if I didn’t wake up at all..

sad poetry

About the Creator

Jessica Rasile

Reader insights

Be the first to share your insights about this piece.

How does it work?

Add your insights


There are no comments for this story

Be the first to respond and start the conversation.

Sign in to comment

    Find us on social media

    Miscellaneous links

    • Explore
    • Contact
    • Privacy Policy
    • Terms of Use
    • Support

    © 2024 Creatd, Inc. All Rights Reserved.