This is your life; their experimental game

Now take what your learn

Remember all of the pain when you fall,

The joyful moments and the excitement of life,

Share all your smiles, and leave out the frowns.

Not every moment will be great,

Not every person is worth time spent.

Be grateful for the time spent with them,

But don’t forget to set them free.

Everyday is a gift,

We are not guaranteed anything.

That drink that you love….,

Could be the route to your demise.

Anything you consume can be beneficial,

But quantity can leave you flopping like a fish or buried in a field of rocks, among silence and the wind.

For some people,

those scripts are needed,

But for so many others, to chase a high without any kind of control, or mediation can bring your loved one’s grief and is asking for your untimely end.

You need to know when you sign on the dotted line,

“You’re no longer in control.”

Meds can be helpful,

Meds can be tragic,

Just because someone read a book,

Doesn’t mean it’s right for you. Just because it makes you feel extra good, what happens if you miss a dose? Crashes that seem like never ending thunderstorms…

Now, Let’s strip it down, follow the theory of the telephone…

From the doctor,

to the nurse,

from the nurse to the pharmacy,

from the pharmacy to the insurance,

back to the pharmacy

and eventually to you….

So many hands touching one request,

What happens if one person is distracted or spells the wrong secretly doesn’t like you?

If Someone missed a typo, or selected the incorrect quantity?

Suddenly that uplifting Godsend, becomes your downfall, your unexpected-expected end to an experiment paid by insurance.

Everyone is saying you died because you were so unhappy, sad, depressed….

But when you read the bottle it said take as needed, but in the office they said 3-times a day. Further review says not for people with this condition, or may cause this side effect if taken with another substance…

The nurse checks your bloodwork, and sees elevated levels, indicate your taking it too much; excuses of improper use is documented, but the label and instructions don’t match what directions you were told or should be taking….

(Slow pulse with faint siren)

Suddenly, unexpected, you commit suicide, not because you wanted to end your life, but because you followed the verbal undocumented words, the doctor tells everyone you were so unhappy with life and have 1001 reasons covering their trail, to tell everyone you did it to yourself.

The notes they type while you speak are the same thing that they write down to cover their trail to give reasons why you overdosed… long before a flag is raised, they are finding coverage to hide and point to the CDC or FDA if looked at. They are Simply a highly paid pawn.

So at your funeral; they will all seem so sad, but they all have decided, YOU did this to yourself, by yourself, as if you were not directed specifically how to proceed in the experiment you didn’t know you were ever in, and how there is a 1 in 20,000 chance of becoming a statistic.