Ode to my Bitch Psychiatrist;
Surface swimming,
Shallow smiles,
Empty mind,
Light head,
Ghost feeling,
The indescribable feeling of not being you anymore.
This is my body.
This is my mind.
I see you staring back at me.
I’m here,
Physically,
I’m here.
I’m okay... too okay.
I feel I’m drinking poison everyday,
I take toxins you hand me and I feel fine.
No sadness,
No more madness,
You taken away my pain.
But you hurt me more than anyone ever could,
You’ve put out my fire,
Stolen my muse and I let you.
Hell, I begged you to.
I let you tell me I was broken,
Beyond repair,
That I needed the drugs to be normal.
What. Is. Normal.
You told me that what’s wrong with me is so deeply rooted it’s on a chemical level,
That I needed to be fixed,
I believed you.
I let you fuck me up and now
I feel fine.
I’m fine :)
I’m fixed.
I’m a hollow, normal girl in a box and never out of place.
This isn’t me.
The reflection in the mirror I don’t recognize,
She’s a stranger to me.
I don’t really like what I see,
What you’ve made me.
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