Sadness saps the server
Calls the kind for caring
Wanting what is waning
Daunting in its daring

He was here for healing
Mind of man and madness
So much junk, a jailing
Almost sunk by sadness

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

3 thoughts on “Overmedication”

  1. This poem may be dark and desperately sad but it is also touching and really quite beautiful. If it is reflective of how you feel, I hope that you find your way to a better path x

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