Fatigue
24 December, 2002
Author: Sax
You look tired,
are you ok?
You have dark circles under your eyes.
Are you sure you've been sleeping ok?
No I havent,
I haven't slept at all today.
Poor thing,
let me help you.
No no,
I'm ok,
I'm not tired.
But look at you!
You look so weary!
You can hardly stand,
and your eyes are barely open!
No no,
I'm fine really.
Please,
let me help,
take these sedatives,
everything will be ok.
No!
No drugs!
I'm not suicidal!
I'm not an insomniac!
Leave me alone!
But you're not ok,
you need help,
let me feed you,
let me feed you with drugs and lies,
let me control you with my substances and my words.
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| Stacey (68.82.126.206) -- Monday, January 6 2003, 04:03 pm Meds.... the answer to everything, a temporary fix. Sax, this poem hit me hard. If only people would just Listen!! Your poems make people think, keep up the great work. ~Stacey |
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