I suppose

Iím sad...
Iíve been sad...and attempting to cope....
I donít want to feel it....
Iím so tired of the darkness...
I donít feel it when Iím medicated...
I only feel when I donít take my medicine
Itís the only time I can really process anything
But I canít stay medicated....
I wake up months later...
Time passes as if Iíve lived it....
But Iíve not been living....
Iíve just been existing...
I gotta find the strength...the courage....
To live...
If I donít....
I suppose Iíll just be a shell of my former self...
Children play with boxes....and eventually they tire
Of the empty excitement as well...
Am I the box....
Or do I have value?



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I suppose