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 Jun 2020 eli
I-sun
There's a girl
Behind the windows
Waiting for the Moon
So she may smell it
As she is blind
🌙
 Jun 2020 eli
stargazer
record
 Jun 2020 eli
stargazer
how long
will this song
play on repeat?

when will they
hear it?
justice. this song is called justice. and i will let it play until they hear it.

06.01.2020
 Mar 2020 eli
David Lessard
Untitled
 Mar 2020 eli
Penelope Winter
It took sixteen years to become acquainted with my old self.

The self that:

Could not write on crumpled papers,
Or sleep in untucked sheets,
Played her scales robotically,
Left no word incomplete.
Labelled all the cupboards,
Books were organized by name,
This was the life I led.
I never knew that it would change.

it took 4 weeks to fall in love with my new self

the
self
tha
t

writes on ollld receipts,
   kicks the covers        off the bed
     ~lets my fingers play freely~
         not every sentence has an en-
            stores shoes with coffee mugs!!
               writes in mArGiNs to save time
                  not all rules need to be   f o l l o w e d
                    not all poems need to

                        sound the same

who knew that little pill
would teach me how to live
not erase the 'me' that showed
but bring out the 'me' that hid
16 years of worry
of obsessive, anxious thoughts
who knew that little pill
would change me
I,
for one,
did not
.

- p. winter
 Mar 2020 eli
Laura
Prozac
 Mar 2020 eli
Laura
Prozac has the worst aftertaste
Especially when you take it
On an empty stomach
Which you're not supposed to do
But I do anyway
Because Prozac can make you fat
Depression can make you fat
Usually sick people get thin
But I'm the opposite
I get fat
Because I ******* eat my feelings
I don't know how to cope
So I take prozac
To help me out
To help me not sleep all **** day
To help me get up in the mornings
To help me do ****
But it has an awful aftertaste
Unlike anything else
And it stays at the top of your throat
This gross pill capsule taste
That I really ****** hate
But I have to take these pills anyway
Every ******* day
Despite the aftertaste
Because I want to live
 Mar 2020 eli
stephanie burrows
Prozac promises. 
Stale conversation a nebulas mist
Fills my mind
A marionette dance to please you my
Puppeteer master
Dreaming of an inextingushable love
So that I can break free
From this straight-jacket romance
I long to taste chocolate kisses
That melt away dreams watching 
galaxies imploding wrapped up in his arms
Blowing away memories of you.
I took this poem from my Instagram wall
Over the last year I have been doing so much work on my poems and I found the prose is my things
 Mar 2020 eli
Joy
Going down
 Mar 2020 eli
Joy
Spiraling
                down
                          a pit
                                  of anxiety.

                     When suddenly


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                          f

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                          l

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                    headfirst
                    short
                    sharp
            ­Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â burst.

                          And then

P     r     o     c     r   a    s    tination
spilled         un   e   ve       nly

           on a tiled bathroom floor.
 Mar 2020 eli
Empire
Desires
 Mar 2020 eli
Empire
I don’t want this
I don’t want to live
I don’t want to be sober
I don’t want to be clean
I don’t want to be responsible
I don’t want to take care of myself

I want to destroy myself
I want to get out of my head
I want to make the room spin
I want to starve
I want to drown
I want to bleed

I can’t enjoy my life
I can’t live
I can’t even suffer right
I might take a lot of medication before the night is over...
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