Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Sep 2017
Relief has an odd way of treating you
It brings itself in small dosage
It is like a medicine you must drink every
few hours, with or without a meal
And even then,
Its comfort may not be enough
I looked for the full dosage of relief
but I never found it
So I looked to forget
And forgetting has a way of treating your
symptoms altogether
But it is not a medicine
It is a poison you are required
to drink only once
And only then
will its comfort be enough.
Lady K Milla
Written by
Lady K Milla  30/F/LA
(30/F/LA)   
249
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems