Medicated - A Poem
One pill Two pill Life moves uphill White pill Pink pill Days just of nil Cut pill Take pill So I don't kill Need pill Buy pill Don't...
Life vs. Death: and the pain in between
Everything felt uneasy. Everyone felt out of place. People of every age, some of their faces I haven't seen in over a decade. All dressed...
In the Morning
I remember the painted pink and blue bedroom walls. Shadows of the night bathing the room on one side and the dim light of the lamp from...