rutakingurmeds

Are taking you your meds? Mom asks. As if taking these little things isn’t dehumanizing enough. As if taking them is as easy as it seems. As if they are working for me. As if I will ever get better. As if I will ever stop envying people who envy me because apparently suffering is …

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you’re dead to me

you're dead to me. i mourn for you before sleep. the poems and prayers i say to you turn into eulogies until others confuse my tongue with your tombstone. i just want to sleep. ©2018, Quiyet Brul