Paralyzing fear,
Staring at the bottle,
The one to prevent,
The crazy that simmers inside.
Panic, anxiety,
Filling my brain,
Will this give?
Will this take away?
I feel deeply,
With empathy,
Much compassion,
I don’t want to be numb.
They say, I will be okay,
They say, it will be fine.
I open it up,
Swallow it down,
Nauseated at what I’ve done,
Anticipation.
The magic bottle,
Not a cure,
Just a bandage,
For the beast inside.