Forgetting My Dose(s)

I’m not sure what happened.

So now I’ve found depression.

Filtered by consumption.

Without decompression.


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.


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

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