i hold

I hold a secret in my purse. A secret escape plan should thing's get worse. No one knows no one has seen. What is this secret you may wonder. It is a bottle. A little bottle. Full of pills. Sleeping pills and pain pills too. Stuffed together just waiting for me to choose. Will I take them or will I toss them. Will I keep fighting or just let go. I just don't know. So the pills wait for me to decide. In my purse they wait for me. My secret. My deadly secret.