I have friends who won’t take pills
They swear off them before they even started 
when a baby fell out of me they handed me ibeuprofen 
when the anxiety ate me alive and I paced the floors till they creaked beneath my heavy feet
they gave me one prescription then another
now when I can’t find sleep 
and I’ve tossed and turned and prayed 
I’ve found myself medicated again
melatonin melting on my tounge 
I swear this is my last one