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DOCTOR PRESCRIBED
Apathy or ailment
Difference unclear
By the tone in my voice
Perpetually dead
A bottle for this, a pill for that
A blind, gracious hand
Children know nothing
Doctor knows best
Help me
Ingested dread
Horrid marks on my skin
Doctor prescribed
Eyes, bewildered
Rash, from scratching
Screams, thrashing
Bleeding hallucination
Upon the carpet, vomit
The pinpricks and spots
The black spots are always there
Everywhere
I must remove them
Help
Mother, help me
I can't get them off
They crawl, they're alive
Doctor prescribed
Published 2nd Jan 2018
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2nd Jan 2018 10:09pm
GOOD lines dude!
"Eyes, bewildered
Rash, from scratching
Screams, thrashing
Bleeding hallucination
Upon the carpet, vomit " Really good cadence and flow.
That last stanza is a final chill! Bravo!
"Eyes, bewildered
Rash, from scratching
Screams, thrashing
Bleeding hallucination
Upon the carpet, vomit " Really good cadence and flow.
That last stanza is a final chill! Bravo!
2nd Jan 2018 10:13pm
Excellent poem. It reminds me of the song the doctor said I'm fine by Chloe adams.
