The Medicine Is Killing Me

Where is tomorrow?
I can not find it.
I am sitting in the
dark of today,
cold sterility
of four walls
surrounds me.

Another pill placed
before me.
Why?
Will it help?
Family whispers
surround me
thinking I cannot hear.

There is a band upon my wrist.
Why doesn’t someone read it?
I have fallen into the fog.

Drugs take away my voice,
words blurred on my lips.
Someone please understand!
The medicine is killing me!


©Susie Clevenger 2011

Comments

Anonymous said…
i understand you . the medicine is killing me also,, you are not alone.you take my hand and i will take yours, and maybe we can get back to the other side.
April 14, 2011 at 12:36 PM
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