Good Ol' Vitamin DA Poem by Emmy J.M. Powell
I am doing well,
and it feels wrong. I opened my curtains this morning, and my room saw natural light for the first time in months. I want to know why feeling good makes me feel shameful, and I want to know why it is first-nature to want to sit in the dark, and I want to know why I suddenly am bathing before 3 o'clock. It's probably the new granule-filled capsules that rattle down my throat every morning with water. I wish I could say that it was me instead of the antidepressants.
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Added on February 3, 2015 Last Updated on February 3, 2015 AuthorEmmy J.M. PowellAbout22 year old hag with frequent mental collapse, a mineral collection, and an addiction to reptiles “And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to.. more..Writing
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