Below is a submission from an anonymous poet.
I can’t look you in the eyes, again
Getting worse, again
I haven’t smoked in six days, feeling weak again
Feeling everything and nothing, again
Feeling disconnected, again
Feeling friendless, again
Feeling small, again
Feeling like not matter what I say it’s never enough, again
Feeling angry, again
Haven’t taken my meds, again
Not wanting to wake up, again
Feeling crazy, again
Feeling like I need to set myself on fire to be warm, again