Sometimes I go to that sad place
Then there’s nothing I can face
So I isolate myself
Crazy things can send me down
Like fall leaves on broken ground
And dark birds flying out of town
Good reasons, or no reasons
Cloudy days and grey seasons
And sideways rain
I’ve been told to adjust my attitude
That this is just an interlude
To power through
Medications from Dr. G
CBT, and talk therapy
I do them all
I think I try--but too flat to even cry
Don’t understand why
This still happens to me
Keep self-harm visions at bay
This too will pass one day
And I will be all right
For awhile
Until sadness swells again
I will be all right
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