pp

prozac princess! please come back!

you left your prescription at the top step!

without it you will wobble

then wish you were dead

your SSRI smile will fade into fog

and the pumpkin carriage you arrived in will be gone!

please take your meds—return home

this is not the matrix

no red or blue pill to polarize your mind

just one white pop! you are real i promise 

have some water to wash it down  

your psychiatrist told me of your symptoms 

in confidentiality of course!

skipping around your meds will only make it worse

i fear you cannot outrun the synapses in your skull 

nor the ghosts that will follow

paranormal agitation and fatigue

after the insomnia sets in—

you will be begging 

withdrawals of an addiction?

no! your daily prescription!

gulp it down in the same breath of adorning your crown

princess, your throne is just a chair now.

sit down. swallow.