Poetry Saturday: One at the Sky

& I’m scared to go off the meds

And I think that might be addiction

[I need it, I need it]

People tell me to try herbs and meditation and

more therapy

Like you can just re-route it if you think on it long enough

[I need it, I need it]

They ask me why my God doesn’t heal me

If he wanted me to be better I wouldn’t have this disease

I point one middle finger at the sky and one at the earth

Are you there God

[I need it, I need it]

& the only things that worked are things that shouldn’t

Let me have this one thing

Please

I traded my stomach for it

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