Love potion

 

I needed love so badly. 

 And now I am wrought with sickness, my mind spinning in the intoxication of constant poison, 

My stomach ill and appetite repressed 

My sleep drowned by the fights and inability to appease, 

My thoughts hampered by the pills I take to ease his words. 

This is just the beginning, as my body rejects the potion you have fed me daily of four years. 

Now I can keep nothing down.