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Shelby Finger
Poems
Aug 2019
Chemical Imbalance
It sits shallow on my chest
Right in the middle where
My body works the hardest—
It spreads like rich honey
Drizzling between my ribs;
Infiltrating my guts.
It grows claws there
Digs into my thighs;
My bones ache—
It bubbles up behind my eyes;
Splashes back into my brain
Spilling out of my mouth—
Like finger banging
I
Do
This
To
Myself.
#depression
#anxiety
#poetry
#mental
#illness
Written by
Shelby Finger
28/F/Florida
(28/F/Florida)
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