Monday, 29 April 2024

To my medication

You have made me well taken away the imploding inside the curling up muffling shutters down darkness swirling the evil laughing.

There’s now a growth
A tentative rebuilding
I go gently, slowly
accepting myself as I am.

I’m not bright, bubbling
all of the time
I can be quiet and dazed
in my own safe space.

You have made me well. 

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