I am a lone sparrow
on a bare branch in November
with emptiness all around
and the cold slowly infusing my hollow bones.
The membranes of trance
keep sliding across my eyes
no matter how hard
I try to keep them open.
I am huddling into myself
trying to find a place
where the frost
cannot go.
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Yesterday I left work early because I was too sick and depressed to keep talking to people on the phone. I went straight to bed and slept for 16 hours straight. It still doesn't feel like enough.
I keep sliding in and out of trance/dissociative states. For the first time in weeks, suicide has returned to stalk my inner landscape.
Today I saw my doctor, who told me that I have high cholesterol as well as diabetes, and that he's putting me on a medication called Monopril to stave off kidney failure (which apparently starts happening at around the 15-year mark in diabetes, which he figures I've had for three years or less). More than anything else I've heard to date, that hit me where I live.
Shocked, I cling to that tree branch, and wonder why I don't just let go and allow the wind to carry me away.
on a bare branch in November
with emptiness all around
and the cold slowly infusing my hollow bones.
The membranes of trance
keep sliding across my eyes
no matter how hard
I try to keep them open.
I am huddling into myself
trying to find a place
where the frost
cannot go.
***************************
Yesterday I left work early because I was too sick and depressed to keep talking to people on the phone. I went straight to bed and slept for 16 hours straight. It still doesn't feel like enough.
I keep sliding in and out of trance/dissociative states. For the first time in weeks, suicide has returned to stalk my inner landscape.
Today I saw my doctor, who told me that I have high cholesterol as well as diabetes, and that he's putting me on a medication called Monopril to stave off kidney failure (which apparently starts happening at around the 15-year mark in diabetes, which he figures I've had for three years or less). More than anything else I've heard to date, that hit me where I live.
Shocked, I cling to that tree branch, and wonder why I don't just let go and allow the wind to carry me away.
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Sparrows may be little, but they are mighty when it comes to survival. They can survive through the coldest of winters and the darkest nights..
Stay tough, sparrow :)
I'm just a phone call away.
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**Nods** Yep. Been there