In the abyss
Dark thoughts swirling by
Nausea and life intersect
Sharp fears, sharper aches, dull hopes
Life? Mind? Please? Why?
Ah yes, the beginning of autumn, my fall
Logic whispers I’ll be fine with an increase in doses
Emotions scream: help me, I’m drowning, I’m dying, I’m done
Hang on Samina, remember the countless years, every year, this happens.
You will get through this. The emotions will quiet down and you will have your life back
In the meantime, Lithium, exercise, psychiatrist, therapist, cooking, reading, scrabble
Hang on. Use your strong arms and legs to wade through the muck