THOSE WHO SUFFER LOVE
Can someone love me enough and take care of me enough that I can get off my meds and be a person/crazy person again
I don't have any moral qualms with them. I totally back up my decision to take them.
But all the old sickness is baiting me back and I want it again, it was louder and stranger than I am
But I can't have it, have my old companion back, and still pay bills and read books and live in the day time and live like a person
I want to make art and be explosive again, I want to cry for six hours straight again, and be psychotic and in love,
But I need to pay rent, I need to speak in full sentences
Is this what normal is? Three dosage changes, a year and a half, finally I'm not achey and vague-
But, I don't know, I don't know if this is solid