The Handful

Shiny handful of pills for the pain,

Not clean enough to wash away the stain.

Numbing a wreckage of my brain.

Bring sleep now and don’t let me dream,

Of all that lurks of horrors unseen,

There’s no patch of dark I haven’t seen.

But bring sleep now my shiny little pills,

Bring wellness to the Ill….

D Dec 2016

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