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Medication Wake Up

I woke up this morning The bathroom gets approached Too tired I lay back on my pillow Finally the last alarm goes off Time for me to get up and start After the bathroom head downstairs To the drawer full of medications Take the dosages they prescribed For the next hour deal with all the affects and effects Try to muster up energy to make it through the day Feeling sick to my stomach how much more can I handle All this suffering feeling stuck I will make it through this day full of paths of quick sand Keep my head up until the day turns to night No exact method or plan to make it through the next day I lay my head back on my pillow again. -TA

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Date: 7/11/2018 5:57:00 AM
Todd, brutle and sad.. is the meds for Cancer??
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Todd Aguilar Jr.
Date: 7/11/2018 2:16:00 PM
It is for those who suffer with this experience the sickness does not matter. Thank you for your input I always appreciate it.

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