Grievances of a Vital Organ

I honestly have no idea what prompted me to write this. If I had to wager a guess, I think it was purely for my own amusement. There’s plenty of wordplay, which reflects my stupid and corny sense of humor (of which I am very proud).

Like many other poems I wrote in Indiana, this one is based on regaining slivers of hope throughout my inpatient treatment. It is about claiming autonomy from my mental illness, which had all but taken over me completely by the time I drove to Indiana. As I reflect on everything I wrote for this project, I cherish this poem especially. Retroactively, I can feel a sense of pride for finally breaking away from Depression and becoming myself, separate from mental illness.