make it stop
make it stop
make it stop
the pills worked just long enough
to give me hope
to make me forget what it felt like
to feel the way I've always felt
and now I feel it like it's the first time
so fresh
so rotten
because it's back after being years
and moldy years of all I've known
but I know better now
and I want it to stop
YOU ARE READING
happy pill
PoetryThis poetry collection chronicles my journey with depression, anxiety, and healing. I hope you get something out of it.
