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i let myself slip away get lost in other people's words thoughts i fell out of my purse or forgot myself in the pocket of my winter coat a suspicious feeling something (not sure what) was missing it's easy to get trapped in a screen a mental box of scrolling mindlessly drifting away my weekends so easy to forget meaning is so often simply found in creating it's been hard lately i've been coming to terms with my mental state for ten years and i'm still not satisfied in knowing i can't change this can't fix myself and that maybe the drugs don't even work *it's not working* this is not working "no drugs no therapy just raw-dogging reality" it's funny until it's not it's funny until the darkness starts creeping its way behind my ears and muffling reality it's funny until i get drunk funny til i relapse (i hate saying relapse as if slicing open my own skin to calm down is some kind of addiction i can't break because it's not i don't have to do this) it's funny until it's not funny anymore it's funny until i get dragged under into apathy by my mental to-do list message my doctor about the meds i stopped taking two weeks ago and call the other doctor to get seen about that chronic blood condition that almost killed me that one time call about the iud call about the tattoo call about the driving lessons call about the rest of my life i'm spiraling again different time different place same looping descent into my own madness
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Sep 5, 2022
Sep 5, 2022 at 8:12 PM UTC
spiraling
i let myself slip away get lost in other people's words thoughts i fell out of my purse or forgot myself in the pocket of my winter coat a suspicious feeling something (not sure what) was missing it's easy to get trapped in a screen a mental box of scrolling mindlessly drifting away my weekends so easy to forget meaning is so often simply found in creating it's been hard lately i've been coming to terms with my mental state for ten years and i'm still not satisfied in knowing i can't change this can't fix myself and that maybe the drugs don't even work *it's not working* this is not working "no drugs no therapy just raw-dogging reality" it's funny until it's not it's funny until the darkness starts creeping its way behind my ears and muffling reality it's funny until i get drunk funny til i relapse (i hate saying relapse as if slicing open my own skin to calm down is some kind of addiction i can't break because it's not i don't have to do this) it's funny until it's not funny anymore it's funny until i get dragged under into apathy by my mental to-do list message my doctor about the meds i stopped taking two weeks ago and call the other doctor to get seen about that chronic blood condition that almost killed me that one time call about the iud call about the tattoo call about the driving lessons call about the rest of my life i'm spiraling again different time different place same looping descent into my own madness
copyright 9/5/22 by b.e. mccomb
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Sep 5, 2022
Sep 5, 2022 at 8:12 PM UTC
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