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Things are getting better Look at all the weight I’ve lost The pounds are falling off of me But I’m asking, at what cost? I haven’t left my bed in days I can’t be ****** to cook I can’t be ****** to do my work Or read a poxy book Things are getting better I’m relaxing more and more I feel less and less anxiety Knocking on my door But I’ve got deadlines I need to beat I’m falling well behind The backlog of things I need to do Is playing on my mind Things are getting better The pills are staying down They keep me on an even keel Upon a safer ground I don’t get too emotional Over petty **** Or feel too much elation Once I’ve had my little hit Things are getting better I went to have a blood test They wanna see if there’s a medical reason Why I’m feeling so depressed But I wonder if my blood can show What’s going through my head Or can give a rational explanation For why I can’t get out of bed? Things are getting better I’m less and less inclined To listen to the ******** That passes through my mind And I wonder, if things keep on changing Where are they gonna go? ‘Cause if this is getting better Then I really don’t wanna know.
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Nov 15, 2013
Nov 15, 2013 at 9:57 PM UTC
Things Are Getting Better
Things are getting better Look at all the weight I’ve lost The pounds are falling off of me But I’m asking, at what cost? I haven’t left my bed in days I can’t be ****** to cook I can’t be ****** to do my work Or read a poxy book Things are getting better I’m relaxing more and more I feel less and less anxiety Knocking on my door But I’ve got deadlines I need to beat I’m falling well behind The backlog of things I need to do Is playing on my mind Things are getting better The pills are staying down They keep me on an even keel Upon a safer ground I don’t get too emotional Over petty **** Or feel too much elation Once I’ve had my little hit Things are getting better I went to have a blood test They wanna see if there’s a medical reason Why I’m feeling so depressed But I wonder if my blood can show What’s going through my head Or can give a rational explanation For why I can’t get out of bed? Things are getting better I’m less and less inclined To listen to the ******** That passes through my mind And I wonder, if things keep on changing Where are they gonna go? ‘Cause if this is getting better Then I really don’t wanna know.
luke-innes
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Nov 15, 2013
Nov 15, 2013 at 9:57 PM UTC
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