Monday, January 10, 2011

Ibuprofen

I need you to be my eyes                                                                                                      
So long, old friend. Thanks a lot, Doc.
To help me see where I'm going, what im doing
I need you to be my mouth
Help me say things that matter
I need you to be my heart
So I can stay alive long enough to live a full life
I need you to be my belly and
tell me not to eat any more
I need you to be my feet and
Lead me in the right direction.





I'm like your eyes; blue, bold.
I'm like your mouth; open, talkative.
I'm like your heart; full of love and hate.
I'm like your belly button; useless, but I'm here anyway.
I'm like your feet; I stay low to the ground.


Meds only cure half the physical pain.. I still hurt.




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