It's not all Rosy

my sister said I should
eat protein to repair,
She brought me home made
deli sandwiches,
with added vitamins,
tucked in layers..
and I lay in my
profiling bed complying
in her care..

and a 'Snow White'apple,
which ' google' could not
locate
It's not a classification..
it's what my sister calls
rosy red apples, bless her.
Which I ate.

And the delicious poison
filled me..
I must begin to
'look after me'
and not put me aside...
for work, for friends, for
commitments..
are killing me,it's time to
turn the tide.
If it's not too late.