The machine beeps when it's green
The machine beeps louder when it's yellow
The machine beeps longer when it's red
The red is longer, it's numbing
Days, weeks who knows how long I'll be flat lining for
When I'm in the red even the disturbing becomes less so
Darkness feels comforting
Hell feels comforting
Searching for a darkness to feel
It doesn't work
See many people are in the yellow a lot of the time
I'm either green or red
Red goes on longer
Sounds louder
Green is short lived
I wish I could be in the yellow
But that's something I'll never be
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HollyGolightly (
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Unconscious, numb, there is seldom pain in the red just numbness. I have seen the red and there is nothing wrong with it but it is not alive. Lovely piece wishing you a speedy recovery to yellow then green
It's about bipolar, we're never in the middle
A hell of a message.
Excellent write
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