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Zaps

The curse of the missing medication and the brain zaps

By Andrea L SmithPublished about a month ago 1 min read
Zaps
Photo by Markus Kammermann on Unsplash

Encapsulated powder,

tiny form, endless power,

swallow whole,

and chase away

the static for the day

Forget a dose,

you'll be morose,

lie in bed

sick in your head

Your vision dances,

your heartbeat prances,

electric pulse,

throughout your skull

The light will linger,

turn shape, and shimmer,

shadows will glimmer,

take life and bolt

Mental Health

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    Written by Andrea L Smith