‘A Temporary Flip'


No more pills in the cupboard -
I can feel my mood beginning to dip
My vision flutters
And my insides shudder
I have to deal with this temporary flip

No more pills in the cupboard -
I anticipate the onslaught of panic
This knackered scudder
Has lost its rudder
I have to deal with this temporary flip

Because, if I don't
My composure's blown
And my emotions dictated

And, if I don't
My soul is owned
By the demons of bullshit.

 

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