Sertraline Pt. 2

This isn't my sob story or a cry for help. It's just life.

Sertraline comes in all shapes and forms

So does the creature that sleeps with me at night

I haven’t unlatched

It dawned on me there is no immediate cure

Which is a frightening reality

I can briefly trick myself and pretend she’s not there

But she stays with me and taps my shoulder

To remind me she’s there

I seldom ponder what would my life be like if she wasn’t there

Because what would that change

Sertraline is a quick fix

Nothing more

The real fix isn’t for me

Because I wouldn’t dream of hurting the ones I love

Including myself

I don’t deserve it

She does

But if she’s me

Who is the voice of reassurance that everything will be alright

It’s just the sertraline

I’ll quick fix

Until the cloaked figure unlatches her and tells me it’s time

And that’s the story of sertraline

Reviews

[Chris]

They come up with some reality mind-numbing, wickedly strong drugs to treat a wide variety of diagnosed-disorder symptoms in a way that the docs can ignore yet another patient afterwards ...but for most disorders - no cause, no cure, just mind-bending drugs and a long, long night to live in.

[Olivia Danielle]

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[Chris]

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