The medicine isn’t working,
They said it could fix my brain,
This chemical imbalance,
Coming at me in waves.

Times of no fear,
Times of excitement,
Feeling all the highs of adrenaline,
Total and utterly delighted.

Then, I dive in to the lowest of lows,
Where nothing satisfies,
I don’t want to move,
I just want to die.

Just as it starts,
It suddenly stops.

And I wonder what’s next…

Published by Jenn Till Lee Copyrighted, all rights reserved.

Writing poems as an outlet for healing. My hope is in Christ

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