"miscalibrated" poems
I was good before the meds
Slightly depressed because I wanted to leave my husband
But other than that, I lived.
Is this me?
Is mania my thing?
How many times do I have to trip before I go back to Bing?
Oh **** everything is all of a sudden exciting!
Counting numbers like a mathematician
Looking at numbers like they’ll come into fruition
A Beautiful Mind subtracting with ambition
Hey Eleven! Is it 11:11?
Upside down, still 11:11
Oh hey, Porche 9-11
That’s my birthday! 9/11
8:44 I’m going to do it
9:44 I’m going to do it
10:44 weighing my options
44 reasons to pop it
Stop it
Where did I get these bruises on my legs?
Shortness of breath
A billion needles stinging through my chest
Night sweats
Driving fast and a little wreckless
That’s when I know I need to get checked
I need to be in this bed
Half dead
Blood sample draining from my head
From another case of miscalibrated meds
This better be the prescription
Otherwise I can’t live knowing my mind can't function
May 4, 2018
May 4, 2018 at 2:04 AM UTC