Brain in a straightjacket
Muzzled and bound
Static filled silence
Absorbing the sound
Re-uptake inhibitors
Selecting serotonin
Gagging the ruminating
Inessential problem solving
Doubting, worrying, obsessing
Disarming a warning system
Installed imperfectly
Disengaging from warfare
And any poisonous thoughts
Used and appropriated
By an amygdala born turncoat
My brain locked
In its own psych ward
Leaving me to realize
Instead of rationalize
I was forgetting to worry
I was forgetting to doubt
The sun was returning
Burning off the clouds
Once paranoid with voices
Replaced by silvery billows
Filled with nothing more sinister
Than a possible orchestra of rainy sound
HASTYWORDS 
I love this, Hasty. I can really identify with it too. Thank you for putting it so eloquently. 😘
Anna xxx
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Thank you Anna 🙂
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Bring back the sun 🙂
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Insightful! We just had a discussion about S.A.D. over at Johnny O’s weekly music theme: Summertime Sadness. Thanks for providing unconditional support and understanding for everyone suffering from depression. You really make a difference! ♥
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Reblogged this on Vagrant Poetry.
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