I’m not ok.
Even when I say I’m ok.
I haven’t been ok.
To be honest I don’t remember a time when I was ok.
Being ok...
Time.
They tell me time will make me ok.
It’s been years and still, I am not ok.
Ok.
I’ve been trying to find the O to my K.
Not a person, not a thing
But a feeling a chemical trigger in my brain.
The pills haven’t done much, I feel sluggish slow to react maybe this is as good as I get to be ok.
Jan 6, 2022
Jan 6, 2022 at 2:47 AM UTC
I’m not ok.
Even when I say I’m ok.
I haven’t been ok.
To be honest I don’t remember a time when I was ok.
Being ok...
Time.
They tell me time will make me ok.
It’s been years and still, I am not ok.
Ok.
I’ve been trying to find the O to my K.
Not a person, not a thing
But a feeling a chemical trigger in my brain.
The pills haven’t done much, I feel sluggish slow to react maybe this is as good as I get to be ok.
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