Sad Sack,
Prozac,
Sertraline,
I’m not keen
To take a pill.
But I will
If it means
I can breathe
And dream
And seem
Like the me
Before shadows embossed,
Stretched across,
My whole
Soul.
Poems, Prose, Possibilities- A blog about life, nature, and meaning.
By JM Blaine- peacenpoems@gmail.com

Sad Sack,
Prozac,
Sertraline,
I’m not keen
To take a pill.
But I will
If it means
I can breathe
And dream
And seem
Like the me
Before shadows embossed,
Stretched across,
My whole
Soul.