Forgetting My Dose(s)

I’m not sure what happened.

So now I’ve found depression.

Filtered by consumption.

Without decompression.

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Now my head pounds with ferocity.

My heart confounded by monotony.

My pride has no continuity.

And damn you! unbeatable vanity.

*

But at least it’s not numb.

Because now in my glum–

State, I consciously succumb

To reality’s belligerent fate.

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Now I understand why many of my cohorts don’t medicate.

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