It's coming on again
once per day or many times a day
my skull turns into a beehive, can't hear anything
over the angry buzz, spiraling voices
mad crabs picking away at skin and nails
leaving lesions
that'll need to soak in peroxide
white coat
white men
white women
digging and poking with a grapefruit spoon
diagnosing with words designed to contain poison
and treasonous reason
that these could be pop culture conditions
is laughable

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I submitted this to a poetry contest about mental health on another website. It is my own struggles with ADHD, PTSD, dysthymia, and dermotilimania. Unfortunately, the spacing doesn\'t translate to this website, I wrote it in the form of a spiral.