Poem: Medication – 10/01/20

 The medication swims in my forehead,
 for some reason it’s affecting me there most,
 tonight I am hazier, staying up far too late,
 allowing the dosages to overly affect my consciousness.
  
 I want to make the most of my evening,
 but with these tablets I cannot,
 they drown my lobe; I feel the tightness in the frontal,
 a pressure of sorts, 
 I want to remain awake but I am fighting 
 a losing battle.
  
 The chemistry, the man-made cures for 
 bouts of temporary madness, which tames 
 the imbalances within my brain,
 I succumb to their placating of future ferocity, 
 I am now a sedated meerkat. 

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