Brittany Cusanelli

I’m trapped inside routine

Ingestions of medication

Proven to numb the sickness

That wreaks havoc in my mind.

Of course, the pills work,

But only for a moment.

Freeing me from myself,

Those nightmarish thoughts,

So that I may experience

What it was like before

I met the darkness of my mind.

But I sense it coming back.

Or maybe it was never gone.

I can feel the sickness

Penetrating my skin,

Seeping into my veins,

Imprinting into every

Molecule of my being.

And again, I’m trapped

Within the same routine

Ingestions of medication

Proven to numb the sickness

That always finds its way

Back into every molecule

Of my being.