Here is a little poem I wrote.
Hours spent in waiting rooms
Racing thoughts and fear looms
Cold, Clinical, Clean
Repeat scripts of Mirazapine
Are you better yet?
White pills in silver packets
Take them to avoid straight jackets
Smooth, Strong, Small
First name basis with the pharmacist in the mall
Are you better yet?
Exposure therapy on a random weekday
Trying to keep the spiral at bay
New, Nervous, Novel
With your mind you grovel
Are you better yet?
Focus on mindfully breathing
Desperate for heart rate decreasing
Deep, Difficult, Delicate
Grasping for calmer temperament
Are you better yet?
Am I better yet?
Jen xx
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