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I can only swallow so many pills until I begin to choke my life can no longer be dictated around eight hundred milligrams of motrin one tablet of carbamazepine a few muscle relaxers who’s really counting anymore? the pain can only get so much worse before I drop and never get up this fire in my cheeks, teeth, temples MRI scan comes up blank just my blank brain in my tormented body unexplained agony unexplained kicking and screaming into the night friends complain about period cramps i would trade my pain for ten years of those can’t eat, tired all the time this is not depression I suffer from but side effects from various medications that enter my body in periods of six and haunt my bedside table as if watching me as I sleep I want to feel better I want to feel better I want to feel better.
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Feb 7, 2016
Feb 7, 2016 at 1:28 AM UTC
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I can only swallow so many pills until I begin to choke my life can no longer be dictated around eight hundred milligrams of motrin one tablet of carbamazepine a few muscle relaxers who’s really counting anymore? the pain can only get so much worse before I drop and never get up this fire in my cheeks, teeth, temples MRI scan comes up blank just my blank brain in my tormented body unexplained agony unexplained kicking and screaming into the night friends complain about period cramps i would trade my pain for ten years of those can’t eat, tired all the time this is not depression I suffer from but side effects from various medications that enter my body in periods of six and haunt my bedside table as if watching me as I sleep I want to feel better I want to feel better I want to feel better.
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Feb 7, 2016
Feb 7, 2016 at 1:28 AM UTC
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