A Man and His Meds On 2017010520170105 By Beleaguered ServantIn Original Poems For no seizures I must daily Take this little orange pill For my mind And for body Will behave against my will It’s a weakness Long accepted And due notice must I give: My disease may Not define me But it dictates how I live To share is human:TweetShare on TumblrMoreEmailPocketRedditPrintLike this:Like Loading...
That last stanza encompasses so much. It’s a perfect ending.
Different disease, but I’m right there with you.
❤