Tonight she will ask again

For the last time

Before she gives in to the desire

And just starts to take them

Like candy

Popping them into her mouth

Without discretion

Or care

For what could happen

She is an addict

These pills are not her drug of choice

But they get the job done

All that must be done

Is for them to be hidden

Out of site out, out of mind

Well honestly

That is bullshit

But out of site

Is out of grasp

She will not tear apart everything

For a stupid pill

But knowing they are there

Just waiting for the picking

It’s an urge she’s not been able to avoid

For nine long years now

No meeting or medicine

Will change that

It’s for life

And if that life is to be long

Then they must not exist

In her eyes

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