The shimmer of a solution, a concoction whispered about in the shadows. Liquid peace, they call it, a potent blend of calmers. Xanax, a murmur on your tongue, promising oblivion from anxieties that gnaw at your soul. Then, the slow, heavy descent Xanax of pentobarbital, a tide pulling you under, into a murky sleep. A final sigh, a release from the