Poems/Narratives
Tummy Ache
Pick up the phone.
Please, please...
Please pick up the phone.
Eat
Eat, drink, break.
Pill, eat, drink.
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drink.
Pill, pill, break.
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Eat, break.
You Look Fine
There are no sounds to be found because they cannot hear the sounds of your pain.
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From the outside, you just blend in.
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Your body aches almost as much as your desire to be understood.
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You tell yourself "just act normal"
because they will never understand.
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"You Look Fine."
Brain Fog
You are trying to do some work and brain fog sets in.
Everything sounds strange, and then it doesn’t ‘sound’ at all.
Where is that coming from?
Who is that?
Let’s go back to bed.
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Let’s go back to bed.
All Your Fault
Stomach hurts
You hear a whisper
“All your fault”
Shrug it off
But it persists
“All your fault”
Out for a run
Clear your head
“All your fault”
Day goes on
You feel fine
“All your fault”
Whispering
Carries on
“All your fault”
Into chaos
Had enough
All your fault.
Herbal Fix
They said it works,
it has to work...
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Does it?