Prozac Driven

Out of my box
my mind was taken,
stripped down,
mechanics aware
of the predicament,
feeding me fuel
apparently to recharge
and rev up life,
I died a little,
not able to get past second gear,
remaining in the slow lane,
coasting until stalling,
damped down,
shut down

Poetry by shells
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Written on 2013-07-28 at 00:03

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Love it!

Commentally Ill
i have jumper cables if you need them.

i also have a spare tire, but that is another story.


Although I have no first hand experience (yet) I have know a couple of exceptionally good musicians who could not both take Prozac, and retain that cutting edge that high art requires. I fear, being given the choise I might very well forgo the Prozac and possibly hack my ear off!

StillHoppin The PoetBay support member heart!
If you have a problem, more often than not the doctor will throw a pill at it... the desired result seems to be a complete zeroing out of emotions, a change from the highs and lows of being human to the flat-lined emotional range of a rock. A bored rock, at that.

I love your take on this and your way of expressing it... excellently done.

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The intensity and passion of Sylvia Plath or Anne Sexton, every line packs a wallop. The short emotion-laden lines propels the reader to the final word 'emotionless,' as though drained.

Striking poetry, Shells.


Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
Unfortunately doctors seem too ready to prescribe these drugs and indiscriminately without really finding the route cause - I prefer to feel, even if it does hurt than to be numbed and confused.


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Well said, Shells. When that stuff works at all, that's about what you get.

Shells, this (sadly) captures the claustrophobia of being lost in that world. I don't think I've ever read anything that describes it so well.