beau sturm

Pill

a Man made me swallow this pill.
it's hard to digest.
sometimes it makes me ill.
but i'm assured that it's the best.

He said it will cure what ails.
only i feel weak.
my immunity is frail.
my assurance is bleak.

i can't sleep.
life is too big.
slippery slope is steep.
waking up brings fatigue.

night isn't night.
feels more like dawn.
the more i fight.
the more time trudges on.

take one a day.
the pain will fade.
the dreams will gray.
hope will degrade.

and then there will come a time
when the past will be only dreams.
and the drug will be the mind.
and all will be the way it seems.