The pills on my bedside table are a consistent reminder of you, its funny because your always right there, ready to attack at any given moment. You're like a man on guard, first little chance you get and you'll be there, thats all it takes, one slip up from me and your back. All I need is a break Epilepsy, I know you won't go for good, but just a while, just enough time for me to sleep without disturbance, to feel alive and well, not groggy and ill. Your more than a seizure, your the feeling after you come, the medication I have to take, the appointments and reviews that all revolve around you, you see Epilepsy even if you don't come you still have all this attention, please leave me alone, just for a while.
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