Tuesday, 8 November 2016

Sad Place





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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