Between the
Meds I need
And the weight I feel
I'm not allowed to gain
It's a constant fight
But I can't sleep.
It shouldn't be
Such a hard choice.
Sleep
And 5s gone
But gain a little weight.
It shouldn't so hard.
But instead
It leaves me crying
Thinking "It's such a hard choice
But I know what I need to do."
So I choke back beads of tears
Threatening to roll
Down my cheeks
And take the pill
I was prescribed
Even if it goes against
Everything I've been thinking
For weeks.
Maybe I was feeling better
Because I felt more control
And Zyprexa destroys it.
But I can't sleep
And it's been a week
Of not taking it.
But yesterday
I ran on 3 hours
Of interrupted sleep.
But I question myself.
Do I really have control?
Is it worth the sacrifice of sleep
To have a little gain?
So I swallow the pill
Before I can go back.
And beads
Roll down my cheeks
Even when I know
I did what I need.
June 10, 2019
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