Unhealthy, unhappy, alone, and collapsed
Operationally homeless, busted motorhome out back
Partner in a mental health facility
He went voluntarily
My brain is a fog
Overwhelmed with three dogs
Last pair of clean underwear
It’s past time to cut my hair
Don’t remember my last shower
Or sometimes the last hour
I’m empty inside
It’s why I always hide
Shame and guilt take
Everything I try to make
Letters for me
MDD, GAD, and BPD
Then there’s the family
PTSD and C-PTSD
My executive function is gone
My blood sugar’s up
Today I put CBD in my coffee cup
I’m hoping I find the way to my mat
Some Headspace would help
Andy’s voice can calm me down, stat
After I’ve prepped the space
Playing sounds of a garden oase
I can dim the lights and settle upon
My blueberry blue zafu and zabuton
I’ll take a deep breath, or ten
And in the voice of a loving friend
I’ll tell myself kindly
“Begin, Again”