Blank

I feel blank.

like an 8 by 11 white page.

A canvas waiting to be liberated from a plain purgatory space.

It must be the new pills affect taking hold of me.

Since my psych prescribed them to me 6 Tuesdays past yesterday.

A change I’m told was to be expected by today.

he is right, I think.

Well it’s the 12 years of school I believe.

I just take the scripts he writes me willingly.

Still I can’t feel or think about my insides, not even slightly.

I just don’t know where to look for the emotions this RX hides inside me.

Because I know they havent left, they are lurking around the bend on a different side than present me.

Just hoping for me to slip up and forget to take em, aka invisible cages for my emotions.

the ones that contain them.

1 minute man doc, I thought your book said this combo would work.

that I would be balanced, not experiencing these up and down spurts.

Doc,These one minutes sessions, in my opinion are counterproductive.

they don’t seem to work with my goal.

I feel blank like a white canvas.

with nothing but space.

By Sierra Mazzucca