Pills upon pills upon pills.

Each a different shape, a different color.

"It's going to help." So they say.

Just exercise, use physiotherapy.

Keep your body moving, Tai chi?

"It's going to help." So they say.

Use the heat, use the cold.

A combination of each, too extreme.

"It's going to help." So they say.

Fix your sleep, fix your mood.

Fix your diet, your stress too.

"It's going to help." So they say.

Nothing helps. Nothing.

Nothing relieves the pain, nothing.

Not your diagnosis or pills.

Not your therapy or your words.

Why do we put so much faith into them?

These doctors are supposed to help.

Relieve the pain, the suffering.

"It's going to help."

So they say.