Quetiapine dreams.

Laying here,

Drifting slowly into my stooper,

My mind begins to wander,

My thought begin to blend.

My anxious feels and Intrusive thoughts

They seem lesser, softer, and minute by minute I relax into a soft wurr.

As my eyes begin to droop

And my head feels heavy,

I struggle to read my screen as I right this

Light seems bright and sounds, so loud,

But nothing can hurt me now as I slowly drift.

Sleep awaits...

Tommorrow is a new battle,

A new torment,

A gamble..

But for now I sink

Into my quetiapine dream.

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*~Michelle~*

cool poetry !!

Thank you 💚