Thursday 30 June 2016

Fairytales.


My psych brought up the overdose.
Going on about how serious it was.
About how I could have died.
And to never take what I did again.
It made me want to laugh.
I know that sounds so stupid.
But none of it seems relevant to me.
I'm not saying I think he would lie to me.
As this one is actually really nice.
And actually listens, which is rare.
It happens whenever it's brought up.
Whoever the professional.
It's like they're telling me a fairytale.

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