Bitter Bliss: A Poetry Collection

Done

I should probably get some help

but I don't want to get out of bed

what a dilemma

oh well, I guess it doesn't matter

you know you're really done

when you check the medicine cabinet every time you're alone

or have to tell yourself to eat

and be held back around anything sweet

you're putting the honey around my mouth

trying to keep everything from going south

but it won't work, I'm telling you

I'm effed up, too tired to push through

like Blue said, it's like I'm on a Ferris wheel

on the top of the world one second, the next, rock bottom of the feels

up and down, round and round

until it all fades into the background.