Citalopram,
Conjugated with hydrobromide,
Or with oxalate,
You still calm
My spastic heart rate.
Citalopram,
You wake me gratefully
At the crack of dawn,
And for the lack of sleep
I mourn.
Citalopram,
Without you,
My cardiac rhythm
Does funny things,
Like excited light beams
Through a prism.
Citalopram,
Though I complain
About your flaws,
You are still my
Daily enabling clause.
Citalopram,
Provider of stimulation,
You get me out of bed,
And when I'd like to mope
I feel fairly content instead.
S.
You are a beautiful expressive soul. Sometimes it is hard to see the meaning of life and the reason behind the struggles we face.
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You will get to a place of calm and peace within yourself, you just have a little way to go yet.
Sending you love and hugs. :)