this place feels eerily familiar the same empty walls and cold tile floor i sit and stare at the ground listening to the conversations and preparing myself
“it’s just a check-up” it’s a lie, they know somethings wrong stand on the scale, take off your shirt little did they know my temporary weight comes in the form of water
sit up straight, don’t forget to smile she’s watching every move “so tell me about your mood” copacetic as always
she scribbles quickly on her clipboard i can tell she’s going to offer again “and have you considered?” to tell you the truth im scared but i need all the help i can get
so i’ll give it a try 60mg a day is a small price to pay for the chance of balancing the chemicals and finding the light again one day
the dark is cold and im sick of being alone i think it’s time to find a new home