Lift me up when I fall down.
Catch me if I start to drown.
Find a ray of hope to send.
Where would I be without my friends?
Days when I am feeling low.
Sliding down as bad thoughts grow.
Grip the bleak and make it end.
Where would I be without my friends?
See the darkness, taste the rain.
The sun’s gone down inside my brain.
Make the light shine, ease my pend.
Where would I be without my friends?
Behold my saviours, look and see.
Twenty milli-grams a piece.
Bring me back, repair the seams.
These friends I call Fluoxetine.
Yet to the future I must look.
Reclaim the soul my demons took.
Looking forward, life to wend.
Time to breathe, to make amends.
Fight a fight worth fighting for.
Eradicate and settle scores.
See the light, the tunnel’s end.
No more the need to use my friends.
P.A. Davies 2018
