Pill

I’d stopped dreaming 
instead settling down 
into my routines 
reality I realized
was the medicine 
I’d been avoiding 
the bitter pill
difficult to swallow 
down my gullet 
washed down with 
gulp after gulp 
of sour disappointment 
and then you 
a little teaspoon 
filled with sweetness 
offered to help
back to dreams 
now I go
once I learned