Medicine

Curse the medicine
Reminding me of all I am not
And do not have-

Serotonin in tablets but
Not in my mind.

My brain judges
Even for this lack-
Another failure
To add to the sum-

Inanimate plastic capsules
Full of plenty
But not in a living me.

I ask the pills
With no answer
"Why must it be this way"

And hold the bottle

Wishing me all the contents

Or none.