Placebo

The meds should be working by now…
They are but,
I still drink coffee all night to drive away the nightmares.
The meds are working, I trust them.
I told the doctor, and he is evil.
Burning, and tingling, and restless.
They are working so well.
I sleep once in a while.
Some people say it’s not enough.
I take my meds every day.
I don’t believe in the placebo effect.
I believe in the power of medication.
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