Medicate
One and two were easy.
They were necessary.
Three was for the thrill,
my behavior’s pretty scary.
Number four was just a blur.
Not sure where it came from.
By the fifth I was out my mind,
any reasoning far gone.
The sixth one took awhile,
but eventually it came,
two days in a row
tried to swallow all my pain.
Copyright © Joy Nicole | Year Posted 2016
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