Hearts I’ve broken, tears I’ve

shed, but I’d rather recall my fall

than seek the end.

And when I’m down to move on

or make amends, it is as it has

always been, just me and my best

friend.

Love came and went, but the pain

always stayed, unlike the

memories, I treated them like the

dead.

And when we feel out of place,

and loved by hate, we slow down

the pace, me and my best friend.

The world turns calm and slow for

me and my friend, the best of

them all, my blue pills, my very

best friend.