Medicine Poem by Genevieve Pilat

The sickness in me keeps building up
There is a fever in my mind
All I want is my medicine to cure me
Won't you please be kind?

You are the medicine that I need
I want to be well once more
I want the cure that will make me feel whole
I no longer want to feel sore.

It seems you know how you're my medicine
Yet you act like you don't care
It's a game that you play and you make me beg
How could you even dare?

I try to fight the illness and win
But the sickness is too strong
So I must beg and play your game
I want the cure even if it's wrong.