sometimes I rewrite things to feel better
make lists
order them
rearrange them
cross things off to document my small success
the laundry is finally done
hooray
it's like
I need to see it to believe it
to stop thinking about it
but half the time it doesn't even work
blessed are those who believe without seeing
for they actually believe there's a kingdom
and that must be nice
YOU ARE READING
happy pill
PoetryThis poetry collection chronicles my journey with depression, anxiety, and healing. I hope you get something out of it.
