Yes, I'm Fine

September 18, 2012
By Annabel Stebbins BRONZE, Weston, Connecticut
Annabel Stebbins BRONZE, Weston, Connecticut
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The midnight ceiling is her movie screen,
The past mutely shown overhead; breakdown.
Her vacant face autographed with a frown.
Blinding lights above a hospital scene.
Questions, no sleep, what do your feelings mean?
The scars make a map of the town
The cover-up is a medical gown
Must heal, no room for gloom, no in between.
There isn’t a “we”, she tries to tell them
They cannot fix it, it’s not their fault
Recovery can’t simply be taught
Grief addicts are not people to condemn
Reasons, support, and love is what she sought
Silenced outwardly fighting mind’s mayhem.

The author's comments:
“Yes, I’m Fine” describes a disconnection between a girl’s mental state and others’ efforts to catalyze and understand her recovery. Throughout the poem, the people surrounding her are stressing the importance of her healing more than she herself seems to be, such as in the verse, “Must heal, no room for gloom, no in between.” While sympathy is there, it is not treatment. Stebbins stresses the frustration of the girl in that everyone ignores her when she tries to tell them the way she feels is no one else’s fault and also no one else’s responsibility, or has the capability, to change or help her.

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