Poem & Prose Corner 1

Sertraline.

I want to feel something,

Any feeling would do,

Even if it’s the bad one’s,

I feel when I think of you.

It makes me feel nothing,

Except some numb and fixed state,

To not depend on it’s actions,

I guess I will have to wait.

I find it rather alarming,

As I sit here in the still,

That one day I will no longer depend on,

This tiny old white pill.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: