Untitled (march 23, 2011)A Poem by therisa
Find myself
Staring into another vial Of medication Suppose to work Wonders upon my body. Sadly These miracle pills Carry a heavy toll Upon my body Helping in one area While attacking In another. Forced to undergo Monthly blood work Checking the health Of various organs And hormonal levels. Would not want The patient to die Now would we. How I like to lower The various pills Which have become A stable of my meals And possibly My life. But know That is wishful thinking Given least two more drugs Will be added To my already long list. One Possibly both drugs Once started Only stops With my death. Is life worth this Knowing The pills will never end For me. © 2011 therisaAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on March 24, 2011 Last Updated on March 24, 2011 AuthortherisaOntario, CanadaAboutA pre-op transwoman, writing about my experiences, using free verse. Been told my poems are very emotional and personal, almost like a diary entry in verse. If you want to friend me, please review.. more..Writing
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