Reality in a Bottle.

I found my mom's prescription filled
Brownish,clear bottle full of Pills.
The doctor said it will take the pain away,
Im hurting, so why not start taking them today.
Throbbing memories come through my headache
Caused a strain in the paths I take.
Placed a handful on the top,
Put the bottle to my mouth,
When I swallow these memories will head south.
Took the dosage I that thought was right,
so I took a heavy dose more then twice.
Thats when the room started turning
but still the world kept spinning,
Now I'm found on the floor pinned,
With lights on but the bulb seem dim.
I guess this for all instructions i didn't follow,
Now I see reality is one tough pill to swallow.