The Meds Are Working?
There’s nothing in my brain
No feelings to explain
My creativity down the drain
Because I quieted the pain
The meds are working
But it doesn’t feel good
Because you can’t light a fire
Without any wood
So set me ablaze!
Let the old me out!
So at least I’ll have something
To write about
I wanted to get better but
This absence is stark
Feeling nothing isn’t better
I miss the dark