Doctor! Doctor!
“Take one of these twice a day!”
They’ll stop your pain, they’ll make you feel normal.
Your sadness will go away.
These “Pills” don’t take away my sadness,
Is what you don’t understand, Doc.
These “Pills” replace my sadness temporarily,
With fake emotion.
These “Pills” are a joke to us struggling.
They don’t fix me, they pause my problem.

© Regan

I wrote a poem about you,
Except it’s not for you.

I wrote a poem about you,
But you may not have it.

I wrote a poem about you,
But It’s not sweet.

I wrote a poem about you,
But not for your physical existence.

I wrote a poem about you,
For the pain you caused me.

I wrote a poem about you,
But it’s not a good thing.

© Regan