Broken Pieces

Failing to find equilibrium with anti-depressants.

At the best of time

Even taking

A cocktail of anti-depressants

I have struggle to find

My equilibrium.

Can't remember

The last time

I was truly happy

Without a tinge of sadness.

For happiness is

So fleeting

In its duration.

Am willing

To poison my body

With your prescribed medications

Seven other times.

By believing

This time

It's the right combination

For my body.

Only

To fail

Once more.

At what point

Does my life matter

Anymore?

If

All else

Has failed

Or has limited success

Improving me.

Just lock me up

In a padded room

Wearing a strait jacket

For my own protection

From myself.

Reviews

[willweb]

This is so sad and desperate Therisa. Life is hard, but follow your own path, take it one step at a time, slow and easy and hopefully you will find your happiness without the hint of sorrow lingering behnd in its shadow.

[therisa]

Thank you, Willweb. This time of the year, is the hardest for me, emotionally, as anniversaries and memorials seem to pile up, for me.

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this i find very strong to me. you rise few importan questions about life. your poem can make people think why they life . and what is important and what s not. and again i like you use just few words . to describe very deep feelings. that s great.