Take Your Meds

They say it's like a broken bone.

Just gotta give it time to heal.

But no split wrist ever made me insist that

Some imaginary shit was real.

RebelRebel

I've seen a brain

In a round jar

Mine, currently

Resides in a round

Skull

Yet still, my

Mind, I imagine

Must be kept in

Four walls

A low ceiling

And a hard

Floor

By law

Ally

Can you make my point, can you argue for me—

Can you destroy all the other stories—

Can I hold you up as a flag to wave—

Can I be the coward when you act so brave—

Can you save me from my ignorance—

Can I wash my hands in your common sense—

Can you take my place, can you hurt, can you bleed—

Can you take my life and die for me—

Can you be my hero instead of simply an inspiration—

Can you make up for all my failed imitations—

Can you drown while I hold my breath—

Can you feed me what's left—

Can you starve while I feast—

Can you take on the most, while I ignore the least—

Can you illuminate while I cower and cry—

Can you deliberate while I rush my goodbye—

Can you stand where I lie—

Can you do while I die—

Can you scream while I sigh—

Can you be my only alibi—

Can you be my ally?

Friendship

You and I may sit down
At the table of peace
But our seats are too small
For nations
And the meal will not satiate
The hunger of incorporated
Warfare
Yet still we will sit
And break bread
And misunderstand
One another
And be just enough
In our idealistic
Inadequacies