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”