The Medicine came like a dart of pure blackness out of dark space.
I chanced and danced.
I bounced and fought, And sunk and returned, just arriving,
Scared and eager, confused and determined;
Infecting my conciousnes with bitter-sick truth,
Shattering my sense.
Cracking and breaking, pushing and forcing
A wedge of brutal love into my atrophic heart.
Created for Five Minute Freewrite: 'Medicine'.
