Candy Pills for Me and You
Spinning and spinning the voices rage in my mind. The repeat of the words I wish to forget but can’t.
Thrashing in the waters my lungs are filling. My eyes burn and my tears spill. A cry baby I am for letting you get to me. The orange bottles surround me and your little blue and white candy are being forced down my throat. Crying and screaming I don’t want these. Yet I know they’ll help me later, or they’ll kill me.
Your words have cut me so deep down the wounds are still fresh, you are the poison I swallow though all to keep my white rose at ease and happy. So your candy I will swallow and my tears I will drown in. Are you happy Ogawa Chan?