Today
Am fighting myself
Knowing
What awaits me
Should I lose.
Imprisonment
Within the walls
Of my apartment.
Contained deep
In the organic mass
Of tissue
I call
My brain.
To everyone else
But me.
These bars are
Invisible
And non-existence.
Having given up
Any hope
Of the door
Being left ajar
By my jailors.
Only time
Will provide
The needed key
For release.
As I watch
The world
Unfold
Around me.
Therisa © 2016
Author's note: Yesterday (April 19, 2016), I got the bad news, concerning my out of control A1C readings, from my diabetic nurse. And I can feel the darkness of my depression, threatening to consume me, in a darkening bout of isolation, which will worsen, over time, to the point, I will attempt another suicide try. Part of the joy, of knowing how my body reacts, to certain stimuli.
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