Convalescence

This convalescence is false,
a lie within pills and time,
the faux-promise dispensed.

Deconstruction held distant,
patched up and sent away,
return for more glue and tape.

Talks needed and not given,
foundations left here to rot,
a house of cards built on top.

Quick fix to a growing problem,
wider and deeper, more filler,
digging deeper within the soul.

This convalescence is false,
a lie within pills and time.
Smile, the world is watching.