unpoetic poem

i’ve been feeling
extremely unpoetic
for the past few days
i had ups and downs
mostly downs though
nervous breakdowns
and nervous updowns
if there’s any such thing
there were times
i lost the ground
and said yes to stuff
i’d normally refuse
and say no to
and tonite i woke up
at 4 am
and for some odd reason
i googled lots of stuff
like how to do this
and how to overcome that
and i stumbled upon
an institution
my husband was telling me
about for ages
and i called and i asked
there’s this time
in the year
where you just need
someone to talk to
someone very real
someone less than
an imaginary personality
less than a dream
someone more of a tangible
someone you can touch
and see they’re for real
and they said come here
come here
nothing’s unchangeable
you cant be invisible
everything’s passable
and this will pass too