My Black Dog

My black dog is such a bitch,

At night, he causes my brain to glitch,

Instead of sleep, I relive pain,

Shut the fuck up, stupid brain.

Why can you not just forget?

Why do I have to relive this shit?

Like a VCR or high-rez tape,

Horror emerges, I cannot escape.

PTSD? Situational depression?

Useless talk in endless sessions.

Occasionally, that mutt bites me hard,

It makes me hurt and opens old scars.

There ain’t an easy fix to be found,

How can I rid myself of this flea-bitten hound?