~Poetry is NOT Dead!~
~Poetry is for Everyone!~
~Happy Poetry!~
Not Again
All of that stress
For nothing
All of that worry
The fear
The dread
Seeing myself in that hospital bed
Trapped once again-I don’t want it
Feeling anger
Heart-wrenching anger
Even though previously
That emotion had been
So foreign
The chest pain
The tears that wanted to fall
And I stopped them
Which brought its own kind of suffering
Being dependent on foreign substances
Toxins running through my frazzled veins
Without them
Knowing how quickly
I fall
And you tried to do that to me once again
Seeing you watch me stare into space
Laughter
You release
At my agonizing face
Do you even care
How small my world has become?
As I keep popping these pills
Day after day
Stop watching me
Stop laughing at me
Just give me my pills, and leave me alone
