Fluoxetine Poems

rot

I no longer know where to find me 
I wish you didn't leave me here to rot 
No matter how much rubble I force myself to pull up 
It has sunken too deep, shattered too fine 
The shards you once called my heart 
Put me up in a museum, call it fine art 

Modern day galleries, full of nonsensical ideologies 
Kind of ironic your favorite field was anthropologies 
All you had to say was you couldn't help me 
There's so much fine detail within you I'd love to abirritate 
Today is a day of loss, every moment a minute to commemorate 

I take the people closest to me to those spots we only knew 
The memories I create with them will never surpass the ones with you 
But day by day it's like my mind flips in estrange 
Moments I shared with you are plastered with their interchange 

Sertraline, Fluoxetine, Fluvoxamine 
Shame it never compared to your dopamine 
Never had to worry about your bioavailability 
The only cause for concern was how much I craved it from you 

I wish you never left me here to rot 
Please, I'm begging come to my door and don't stop braying 
Awaken me from my nightmares, you don't realize how quick I'm decaying