the poem it self is description enough, but i wanted to make a poem on how i feel about medication. that i take sometimes. so here it is.
makes me ill, but i feel swell,
twist the nightmares a little more,
scare me with the terror spore,
weighing heavily on my mind,
i find it hard to remain kind,
my medication, keeps me in separation,
from my brain, and my from heart,
tell me what it says in my chart,
how much longer do i have?
before my brain splits in halve,
packed it's bags, and gotten out,
how many pills do i have to learn about,
before I'm better, no longer do i need to shout,
thank you medication, keeping me from devastation,
tell me medication, whats the estimation,
how much longer do i have to fight the infestation,
of thoughts, unkind, and they overwhelm,
in side my mind, and in my realm,
Medication, keeps me locked up,
inside my paper cup's.
i take the pills and drink the water,
break my fever, I'm getting hotter,
break my mind, and spit up pills,
why can't i be normal, with out medication, that kills,
no more pills, no more side effects,
no more cold chills, no more rejects,
in my body it is one,
in my eyes, i am done,
save me from this nightmare,
i can't stand the cotton balls, and child proof caps,
no more bills, and no more health recaps,
take a pill, and take a drink,
numb my mind and let me think,
help medication with my conditions.
Poetry by Gothic geisha
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Written on 2007-04-26 at 09:46
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Medication
My Medication, keeps me well,makes me ill, but i feel swell,
twist the nightmares a little more,
scare me with the terror spore,
weighing heavily on my mind,
i find it hard to remain kind,
my medication, keeps me in separation,
from my brain, and my from heart,
tell me what it says in my chart,
how much longer do i have?
before my brain splits in halve,
packed it's bags, and gotten out,
how many pills do i have to learn about,
before I'm better, no longer do i need to shout,
thank you medication, keeping me from devastation,
tell me medication, whats the estimation,
how much longer do i have to fight the infestation,
of thoughts, unkind, and they overwhelm,
in side my mind, and in my realm,
Medication, keeps me locked up,
inside my paper cup's.
i take the pills and drink the water,
break my fever, I'm getting hotter,
break my mind, and spit up pills,
why can't i be normal, with out medication, that kills,
no more pills, no more side effects,
no more cold chills, no more rejects,
in my body it is one,
in my eyes, i am done,
save me from this nightmare,
i can't stand the cotton balls, and child proof caps,
no more bills, and no more health recaps,
take a pill, and take a drink,
numb my mind and let me think,
help medication with my conditions.
Poetry by Gothic geisha
Read 541 times
Written on 2007-04-26 at 09:46
Tags Medication Sick Upset
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