the seroquel isn’t working this evening,
the effects of the lithium finally waned.
as I lay awake,
anxiety plummeting through every vein,
breathing going in & out,
halting at the moments needed most,
I dream of you.
missing the moments where’d you touch me in ways no mortal soul could,
how easily you could rejuvenate a lifeless girl in a troubled world,
the way you’d release the trepidation from an overworked mind.
I can’t help but weep,
for the destruction you brought is more than I could bear,
but **** it, what do I even care?