Nibbles

the backstory

i walked to my car, miserable.

as i pulled off campus i was in a trance.

as i drove across the bridge i was staring blankly into the rear of the car ahead of me.

as i sat outside the therapist’s office parked along the street i felt pieces of me fall away.

i considered shoving it aside, of fraudulantly raising my spirits.

i was reluctant to let go of having been happy so briefly, to admit defeat.

i felt misery and sadness wash over me in waves after wave. defeated. undone.

on the brink of breakdown, just as weeks before.

lost, alone, unwanted and unapproved of.

i can’t wait to get home and take a pill.

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