Departure time.

I hurt, I hurt, emotionally,

I am not who I want to be.

Life took my soul, I’m an empty shell,

A depression hole, into which I fell.

The constant aches and tiring pain,

means I’ve fell back down again.

Naughtily, I stopped my meds,

they just kept messing with my head.

It hurts to move, or sit up straight,

can’t sleep at night, ‘mind’ working late.

My breathing struggles, I hear the wheeze,

I wish the tightness, would start to ease.

I’m broken and faulty, do not repair,

My mind is blank, I sit and stare.

Confused and tired, feeling low,

a one-way ticket, off I go.

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5 thoughts on “Departure time.

  1. If you really are off your meds I hope you went off them by weaning and not cold turkey. Withdrawal from psych meds is terrible and all I did was miss 2 days in a row. There are withdrawal symptoms and my mood swings came back and I was stable. It has been a month or so and I am still not stable and I hate the mood swings all because I forgot 2 days of meds.

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  2. I just love your writing, but I hate that you are not feeling good. I worry about you and hope that you find the right treatment for you that doesn’t make you feel bad. Take care of yourself my sweet friend.

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  3. I’m so sorry you’re suffering so badly at the moment, I know exactly what you’re saying. I hope you’re looking after yourself xxxx

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