Dave
shattered heart crumbled dreams
brain too full and jumbled to understand anything
antidepressants don't work
they made me weak and nauseous
i lost 15 lbs because i stopped eating
i can't sleep at night because I'm afraid
of the person i'll become
or who i won't become.
all the things i could've changed
actions in the past done differently
all i want to do is be fucking normal.
to not have to take 5 different medications
or see 3 different therapists.
im tired
all i want to do is lay down on my tear soaked pillow
and sleep
God won't let me sleep.
i kiss dave good night
and lay there
wishing to not be fucked up in the head
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