this little pill/acceptance
this little pill does for me what i cannot do by myself
helps keep my emotions under control
it irritates me that i can’t do it on my own
but i can’t
that little pill has power i don’t have and may never have
the power to keep me from being ruled by my emotions
i want to do what it does, without it
i hate admitting that my best thinking causes me problems
i ply prayers to God asking for that power and why it has to be this way
and the answer i hear when i listen is this:
”take the medicine, it needs to be this way, maybe just for now, maybe forever”