JamieContributor
Meds can be hard to take...
Perhaps I Should Abstain: Like I said I’m half dead, it’s defs the meds I dread. It doesn’t help to drink, just makes whinge. Like my life’s come off the hinges and that my existence needs persistence; I sometimes wonder if I’ll make the distance. I know what you’re thinking “be more resistant” But I’m telling you so; I don’t even feel low. Sometimes I just don’t know if I can follow my vision of me fulfilling my mission… And my life is easy so I shouldn’t complain, cause I wouldn’t know real pain if it was hooked to my veins. All I know about is being insane so I need refrain from making rhymes of my disdain; of the bane that makes me feel so damned drained.