drugstore

i was looking over

the many boxes

in the drugstore aisle

.

looking for the something

i had forgotten

along the way

.

so many boxes

full of promises

of making the world better

.

but none of them could cure me

.

i stood in the middle

of the store

trying to act normal

.

as people waked by

in conversations

carrying them on their way

.

i wanted to scream something

anything

to equal the hell inside of me

.

but i didn't speak

.

and the panic rose in me

again

.

(silence)

.