Sorry for the tear up
My mind
Keeps my body
On pills
Upping the doses myself
Relief in my dreams
I have pills for that
Slippery chance to fall
Many different ways
I sit in chairs
Gone like the wind
Just a hour or less
A day
Tingling
Hurts
From the numbness
Over worked heart
Overloaded brain
More hair in hand
Inside effecting the outside
Visit
Poke
Pry
Test
Still no help
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Comments1
Pain such a fearsome adversary and yet undefeated. Under the guise of a friend to tell us when things are dangerous it remains as an enemy of both day and night. A lovely write
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