THE BAD SIDE EFFECT

Two times a day was to be her dosage

And for three days was she to take it

Two times in a day but no

A quick recovery was what she needed

So she doubled the dosage and twice the pill she took.

The cold floor became her napping zone

The woolen carpet her oak

And strength violently oozing out her muscles

White turned to red

Talking about her tears.

Her veins tattooed all over her face

Green and black

Her blood was taking revenge

Accumulated pain and rage she couldn’t take

So I ask myself…

Was it her intention to donate her soul to the devil?!

Did she know that twice the pill was once her life?

Either ways she lost it

But I didn’t cry

I only took the lesson on the bad side effect

© Officialmandy, 2016

 

 

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